And Jack pulled out a pair of red mittens with the air of a boy used to giving away . `` They are lovely warm , and they do fit . Must be too small for your paws , so I 'll knit you a new pair for Christmas , and make you wear them , too , '' said Jill , putting on the mittens with a nod of thanks , and ending her speech with a stamp of her rubber boots to enforce her threat . Jack laughed , and up they trudged to the spot whence the three coasts diverged . `` Now , which will you have ? '' he asked , with a warning look in the honest blue eyes which often unconsciously controlled naughty Jill against her will . `` That one ! '' and the red mitten pointed firmly to the perilous path just tried . `` You will do it ? '' `` I will ! '' `` Come on , then , and hold tight . '' Jack 's smile was gone now , and he waited without a word while Jill tucked herself up , then took his place in front , and off they went on the brief , breathless trip straight into the drift by the fence below . `` I do n't see anything very awful in that . Come up and have another . Joe is watching us , and I 'd like to show him that we are n't afraid of anything , '' said Jill , with a defiant glance at a distant boy , who had paused to watch the descent . `` It is a regular ` go-bang , ' if that is what you like , '' answered Jack , as they plowed their way up again . `` It is . You boys think girls like little mean coasts without any fun or danger in them , as if we could n't be brave and strong as well as you . Give me three go-bangs and then we 'll stop . My tumble does n't count , so give me two more and then I 'll be good . ''
XXXXX took her seat as she spoke , and looked up with such a rosy , pleading face that Jack gave in at once , and down they went again , raising a cloud of glittering snow-dust as they reined up in fine style with their feet on the fence .
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