While he wondered whether Grace would slide far and get shaken if he made her let go, the sledge tilted up.

It stopped with a violent shock, he heard stones fall, and was thrown off amidst a shower of peat.

When he got up Grace was sitting in the snow some distance off and he ran towards her.

She had lost her small fur cap and her hair was loose, but to his relief she laughed.
"Oh," she said, "it really was ridiculous! But the plan will work.

The peat will run down!" "That is so," Kit agreed, with a breathless chuckle.