“It’s only wrenched,” she murmured. “Anyone else hurt, Sara?”
“You’re the only casualty,” Sara replied warmly. “But if you hadn’t used yourself as a brake we might all have been badly injured. You ought to get a hot bath as quickly as you can before your muscles begin to stiffen.”
“They’ve begun already,” replied Penny ruefully.
She took a step as if to start for the lodge, only to hesitate.
“I wonder what happened to the brake? I heard something give way.”
Sara overturned the sled and took one glance. “A broken rod.”
“I thought Jake checked over everything last night.”
“That’s what he said,” returned Sara. “We’ll ask him about it.”
The workman, white-faced and frightened, came running down the hill.
“What happened?” he demanded. “Couldn’t you slow down or was it too icy?”