"I think I ought to go midway." "Of course," agreed Ronald.

"And, Aunt Avery, you must go with her.

You can't start level with Julian and me." Avery laughed at the amendment and fell in with it.

They adjusted themselves for the trial of speed, while Olive stationed herself on a mole-hill to give the signal.
The valley below them was in deep shadow.

The last of the sunlight lay upon the hilltop.