It is not a time to stick at trifles.
What does it matter if you can get over best by assuming a masculine equestrian attitude for a moment on the top bar?
There! And now, down the hill again, away to your left.

Take to your heels, and be thankful they are not high ones.

Never mind if your hair is coming down.

You have a thousand good qualities, Ruth, high principles and a tender conscience, but you are not a swift runner, and you have not played "Sally Water" all day for nothing.

Molly is far in front now.