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drine and I slept in a bed that was as hard as a
stone, and Andrine lay the whole night right
across the bed and squeezed me almost to
death.
In the morning the air and everything was
oh, so fresh! Our hair blew all over our faces;
we washed in the brook and the water was so
cold that our finger-nails ached.
Af ter breakfast we started home again. We
stood up in the wagon and shouted hurrah as
long as we could see Augusta in the saeter hut
door, and after that we sang all the way down
the mountain.
But that story of the bear at the saeter
Petter and Karsten had to hear all summer
long, for they were just as puffed up as ever.
Nothing impresses such conceited boys, you
know.
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