“Why, it is a sled,” replied Dorothy, “with broad runners, so that it will not sink deep into the snow.”
“How broad?” said Royal.
“O, about as broad as my hand,” said Dorothy.
“Then it must be a very heavy sled,” said Royal.
“No,” replied Dorothy, “it is a very light sled. The runners are not solid; they are framed, and made light, with only a broad, thin piece at the bottom.”
“I wish you had a snow-sled, Royal,” said Lucy, “and a pair of snow-shoes.”
“So do I,” said Royal, “and I mean to try to make them; only the sled,—I don’t believe I can make a sled.”
Royal then got his hat, and went out into the yard to get the chaise. He told Lucy to go and put on her bonnet, and then come to the front door, when she heard the sound of the wheels.
Lucy accordingly went in, and put on her bonnet, and bade her aunt and uncle good night. She asked her aunt when Rollo might come and return her visit. She said that she would let him come the next week, if Royal could come and bring him home. And Lucy said that she had no doubt that her father would let Royal bring him home.
By this time, she heard the sound of the wheels driving up to the door; and so she went out, and got into the chaise, and Royal drove her away.