`` 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 . '' Jill 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 . `` It 's just splendid ! Now , one more ! '' cried Jill , excited by the cheers of a sleighing party passing below .
Proud of his skill , Jack marched back , resolved to make the third `` go '' the crowning achievement of the afternoon , while XXXXX pranced after him as lightly as if the big boots were the famous seven-leagued ones , and chattering about the candy-scrape and whether there would be nuts or not .
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