Are you sure you're not hurt ?" Linda stood before them, a lithe slender figure, vivid with youth and vitality.
"I am able to stand," she said, "so of course I haven't broken any bones.

I think I am fairly well battered, but you will please to observe that there isn't a scratch on Cotyledon, and I brought her down--at least I think it's she--from the edge of that boulder away up there.
Isn't she a beauty?
Only notice the delicate frosty 'bloom' on her leaves!" "I should prefer," said the younger of the men, "to know whether you have any broken bones." "I'm sure I am all right," answered Linda.

"I have falling down mountains reduced to an exact science.

I'll bet you couldn't slide that far and bring down Coty without a scratch." "Well, which is the more precious," said the young man.

"Yourself or the specimen ?" "Why, the specimen!" answered Linda in impatience.