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At last we got away, on October 19. The weather for the past few days had not been altogether reliable; now windy, now calm — now snowing, now clear: regular spring weather, in other words. That day it continued unsettled; it was misty and thick in the morning, and did not promise well for the day, but by 9.30 there was a light breeze from the east, and at the same time it cleared.\r\nThere was no need for a prolonged inquiry into the sentiments of the party. — What do you think? Shall we start?\" — Yes, of course. Let\'s be jogging on.\" There was only one opinion about it. Our coursers were harnessed in a jiffy, and with a little nod — as much as to say, \"See you to-morrow\" — we were off. I don\'t believe Lindstrom even came out of doors to see us start. \"Such an everyday affair: what\'s the use of making a fuss about it?\"\r\n
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