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fetch him up and run, and so in a moment was at my side, fending boughs off as we plunged.
"To the right, boy, not this way. Ay, George! I wouldn't believe! Just an old Moishian!"
I said nothing, but turned to the right as he directed. Shortly we were on paved road again, all things more distinct now as the light came from behind us. I went on without hesitation and at such a determined clip (being free of brambles) that Max was obliged to remain in G. Herrold's arms if he would keep pace.
"You know who you are, all right!" he said. "What you thought right along -- but who could believe such a thing? Until we proved it!"
Without looking at him I inquired, "That's why you blew the horn?"
"Ja, ja,that's just why!" More excited than ever I'd seen him, Max described the "experiments" he'd mentioned the previous day. I had, he confirmed, met nearly all the prerequisites of herohood, as far as could be judged: the mystery of
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