"Why, this is just the greatest adventure that ever happened," Bess
continued. "The men have tunneled through the drift from one car to the
other. I wonder how thick the roof is, Nan? Suppose it falls on us!"

"Not likely," responded her chum, and she stepped confidently out upon
the platform. The door of the forward car stuck and after a moment
somebody came and slid it back a crack.

"Hullo, young ladies!" exclaimed the brakeman, who looked out. "What do
you want forward, here?"

"We want to speak to the baggage-man, please," Nan said promptly.

"Hey, Jim!" shouted the brakeman. "Here's a couple of ladies to see
you. I bet they've got something to eat in their trunks and want to
open them."

There was a laugh in chorus from the crew in the forward baggage and
express car. Then an older man came and asked the girls what they wished.
Bess had grown suddenly bashful, so it was Nan who asked about the dog.

"The poor little thing should be released from that crate," she told the
man. "And I believe he's hungry."

"I reckon you're right, Miss," said the baggage-man. "I gave him
part of my coffee this morning; but I reckon that's not very
satisfying to a dog."

"He should have some milk," Nan announced decidedly.