He had not been afraid for himself, and she did not want him to be afraid for her.
"After all," she said, "the hill seemed to run down evenly when we stood at the top.

If the little slant towards the crag deceived you, it deceived me." "I know more about tobogganing and oughtn't to have been deceived.

It hurts to feel I didn't take proper care of you." "It really doesn't matter," Grace replied with a smile, and Thorn gave her a steady look.
"Oh, but it does matter! You ought to see that!" "I don't see it," Grace insisted quietly, although her heart beat.

"You were not accountable, and we got down quite safe.

Let's talk about something else." Thorn's eyes rested on her for another moment, and then he made a sign of acquiescence and they went back up the hill.