"You'll catch cold without your coat," she half gasped.
"No, I sha'n't," returned Richard, but he did not turn his head.
Sylvia did not say any more.

She was trembling so that her very thoughts seemed to waver.

They turned the corner of the old road, and drove up to her old house.

Richard stepped off the sled, and held out his hands to Sylvia.

"Come, get off," said he.
"I dunno about this," said Jonathan Leavitt.