““Oh, yes, I know,” Christie said soothingly. “Mother has had more wonderful sleigh rides than ever Wells Burton had, and more of them. Just think of the winter when she took one the third day of November, and another on the third day of April, and could have taken them any time between! That was snow for you! But then, it was a good while ago, and sometimes it seems to me as though the world was changed now, and there wasn’t so much snow as that anywhere; but Wells Burton was down there only last winter, and had these rides.””
