"You have your hands full" she said to Dorian.

"There's no limit to their demands." Dorian assured her that the greater pleasure was his.
"Tomorrow," he told the clammering children, "we'll see what we can do about the candy." "Chocolates ?" asked one.
"Caramels," chose another.
"Fudge," suggested the third.
"All these ?" laughed Dorian.

"Well, we'll see-tomorrow," and with that the children went to bed tremulously happy.
The next morning the sun arose on a most beautiful scene.

The snow lay deep on mountain and in valley.

It ridged the fences and trees.