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Three
men
from
a
neighboring
tent
came
out
and
looked
on
,
grinning
and
winking
at
one
another
.
"
You
've
got
a
right
smart
load
as
it
is
,
"
said
one
of
them
;
"
and
it
's
not
me
should
tell
you
your
business
,
but
I
would
n't
tote
that
tent
along
if
I
was
you
.
"
"
Undreamed
of
!
"
cried
Mercedes
,
throwing
up
her
hands
in
dainty
dismay
.
"
However
in
the
world
could
I
manage
without
a
tent
?
"
"
It
's
springtime
,
and
you
wo
n't
get
any
more
cold
weather
,
"
the
man
replied
.
She
shook
her
head
decidedly
,
and
Charles
and
Hal
put
the
last
odds
and
ends
on
top
the
mountainous
load
.
"
Think
it
'll
ride
?
"
one
of
the
men
asked
.
"
Why
should
n't
it
?
"
Charles
demanded
rather
shortly
.
"
Oh
,
that
's
all
right
,
that
's
all
right
,
"
the
man
hastened
meekly
to
say
.
"
I
was
just
a-wonderin
'
,
that
is
all
.
It
seemed
a
mite
top-heavy
.
"
Charles
turned
his
back
and
drew
the
lashings
down
as
well
as
he
could
,
which
was
not
in
the
least
well
.
"
An
'
of
course
the
dogs
can
hike
along
all
day
with
that
contraption
behind
them
,
"
affirmed
a
second
of
the
men
.
