Etta was not the woman to plead a conventional headache and remain hidden.

She came down to breakfast, and during that meal was boldly conversational.
"She has spirit," reflected Karl Steinmetz behind his quiet gray eyes.
He admired her for it, and helped her.

He threw back the ball of conversation with imperturbable good humor.
They were completely shut in.

No news from the outer world penetrated to the little party besieged within their own stone walls.

Maggie, fearless and innocent, announced her intention of snow-shoeing, but was dissuaded therefrom by Steinmetz with covert warnings.
During the morning each was occupied in individual affairs.