"What's that you say?" panted Mollie, for she was very much out of breath.
"Tain-teesy," repeated Whistlebinkie. "I can't wissel well when I'm out of breath."
"Well, I guess I know what you mean," said Mollie. "You mean that it isn't easy pulling this sled up hill."
"Thassit!" said Whistlebinkie. "If this is what you call coasting, I don't want any more of it."
"Oh, no!" said Mollie. "This isn't coasting. This is only getting ready to coast. The coast comes when you slide down hill. We'll come down in about ten seconds."
"Humph!" said Whistlebinkie. "All this pulling and hauling for ten seconds' worth of fun?"
"Sliding down hill is never any fun unless you live at the top of the hill."
"That's what I say!" said a voice at Mollie's elbow. "Sliding down hill is never any fun unless you live at the top of the hill and wish to go down to the level to stay forever."