"I fell off."
"Where?"
"Coming down Bannock Hill. I lost my pedals, and my wheel slipped in the mud."
"Bannock Hill? That's a bad place to fall. Break anything?"
"You can look and see."
But Allyn was not to be suppressed.
"Where's your hat?"
She started slightly and raised her hand to her head. It was bare.
"Oh, yes," she said unguardedly. "I remember now. I must have left it where I sat."
"Sat!" Allyn stared at his sister in amazement. "What did you do? Sit down to study the landscape?"