She went like an obedient child.
In ten minutes' time he went to her. "We'll go up on the hill again," he said, "and you shall tell me what all the sounds and squeaks and all that we hear in the wood mean."
So they started off, and at the edge of the wood a dusky shape scampered off from the grass and disappeared into the gloom.
"What's that?" he asked.
"Badger," she answered, promptly, in some surprise.
They commenced the ascent of the steep, stony path.
"Supposing I broke my leg, what would you do?" he asked.
"Carry you," she said.
"Think you could?"
She laughed, and going close up to him, put her arms round him and lifted him easily.