“No one is here,” Char said. “You need resist temptation no longer.” “Only if you slide too.” “I’ll go first so I can catch you at the bottom.” He flew down so incautiously that I suspected him of years of practice in his own castle. It was my turn. The ride was a dream, longer and steeper than the rail at home. The hall rose to meet me, and Char was there. He caught me and spun me around.”