About to fall flat on her face, this time, but only about. Lucky her, she was turning a corner that Childermass himself was about to round and he's automatic reaction is to catch her by an arm before she stumbles face first into the dirt — or himself, for that matter.

Yeah, guess who isn't resting when he should be resting, but let's not pay attention to that. Instead, let's pay attention to...

"Well. I suppose rabbit legs will be useful for any future car dodging."

That.