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Bertha heard with delight, listened eagerly, and sympathized heartily. When Max had told his tale, he went round to his handsome span of horses to take off their collars and headstalls.
"Stop a minute, Max," said Bertha, who held his lantern; "stop a minute, -- if you are not too tired. We shall do nothing else to-night. Suppose we just try one trip, -- just for fun."