They did not wait for breakfast, but hurried down the mountain just as soon as it was light enough to see.

She was weak, and he offered to carry her in his strong arms.
"No, no; I can walk," she said.
"But you are so chilled and so weak." "Exercise will warm me and give me strength," she answered.

It did, and when they reached the valley she was quite herself again.

It was the middle of the afternoon when they entered the valley, and gazing back at old Snow-Top, with his towering summit piercing the skies, they thanked God for their deliverance.

About the snowy peak there clung a rift of vapor, as if some passing cloud had caught upon it and torn off a fragment.
"I don't care to venture up there again," said John.
"Nor do I," sighed his companion.