He struck the soft moss flat on his back. He’d only fallen a short distance, though it was sufficient to drive the wind from him. Edith came down a moment later, landing deftly on her feet, one on either side of him. Straddling him, she helped him up. “Taking another abrupt nap, Captain?” she asked. He replied in a proud croak: “Do try to keep up, Mister Winters.”
