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Three Men in a Boat / Three Men on the Bummel

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— 213 —<br />

George looked doubtful.<br />

“There’s a lot of uphill about a bicycle tour,” said he, “and <strong>the</strong><br />

w<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>d is aga<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>st you.”<br />

“So <strong>the</strong>re is downhill, and <strong>the</strong> w<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>d beh<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>d you,” said Harris.<br />

“I’ve never noticed it,” said George.<br />

“You w<strong>on</strong>’t th<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>k of anyth<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g better than a bicycle tour,”<br />

persisted Harris.<br />

I was <str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>cl<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>ed to agree with him.<br />

“And I’ll tell you where,” c<strong>on</strong>t<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>ued he; “through <strong>the</strong> Black<br />

Forest.”<br />

“Why, that’s all uphill,” said George.<br />

“Not all,” retorted Harris; “say two-thirds. And <strong>the</strong>re’s <strong>on</strong>e<br />

th<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g you’ve forgotten.”<br />

He looked round cautiously, and sunk his voice to a whisper.<br />

“There are little railways go<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g up those hills, little cogwheel<br />

th<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>gs that —”<br />

The door opened, and Mrs. Harris appeared. She said that<br />

E<strong>the</strong>lbertha was putt<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g <strong>on</strong> her b<strong>on</strong>net, and that Muriel, after<br />

wait<str<strong>on</strong>g>in</str<strong>on</strong>g>g, had given “The Mad Hatter’s Tea Party” without us.<br />

“Club, to-morrow, at four,” whispered Harris to me, as he<br />

rose, and I passed it <strong>on</strong> to George as we went upstairs

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