Dave Porter and His Double

"I haven't made up my mind," answered Dave. He looked at Jessie. "Have you any preference?"

"Oh, let us go up around Conover's Hill!" cried Jessie. "That is always such a splendid ride. There is so much of an outlook."

"Yes, let us go by way of the hill by all means," added Laura. "It isn't very nice through Hacklebury, past all those woolen mills."

"All right, the Conover road it is," answered Dave; and forward they went once more as fast as ever.

They soon passed the Crossroads, and then took the long, winding road that led around one side of the hill just mentioned. Here travel since the snow had fallen had evidently been heavy, for the roadway was packed down until it was almost as smooth as glass. Over this surface the spirited grays dashed at an increased rate of speed.