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Bertha turned , with still passive countenance . `` All right , '' she said , `` we 'll be there . Wo n't you jump in and take a ride with us ? '' Lee , burning with mingled flames of resentment and humor , replied : `` Thank you , I have another call to make -- Thursday , then , at seven o'clock . '' `` We 'll connect . Much obliged , '' replied Bertha , and sprang into the carriage . `` Go ahead , Dan .