“They’re evergreen—I suppose that’s the reason. Here’s a big old fellow—shall we stop?”
“And get off?”
“If you wish.”
“Do you think I could get on again?”
Pennington laughed.
“I’ll get you up all right. Still feel a little lame?”
“Who said I was lame?” she demanded.
“I know you must be, but you’re mighty game!”
“I was when I started, but not any more. I seem to have limbered up. Let’s try it. I want to see if I can get on from the ground, as Eva does. What are you smiling at? That’s the second time in the last few seconds.”
“Was I smiling? I didn’t know it. I didn’t mean to.”