All was very quiet, but now and then distant voices and the musical rattle of chains came down through the nipping air.
"It will be dark before they're ready if they're not quick," said Kit, and Grace looked up the hill.
"I think they're starting the sledge.

If there had been nobody about, I would have liked to come down with the peat.

You can't imagine how exciting it is." They watched the sledge slip over the brow of the descent.

It got larger as it came down, but it did not run as fast as the toboggan.

One could see it rock and swerve, shaking off loose peats, where the ground was broken, and Grace glanced at the steep pitch Kit had come to watch.
"It will go down there with a splendid rush, but I don't think it will upset," she said.