Back up! Whoa!" Then the tinkle of the sleigh-bells.

In the silence that followed, the sick woman groaned two or three times in her sleep; Maria watched the wan light stealing into the house and thought of her father's journey, trying to reckon up the distances he must travel.
From their house to Honfleur, eight miles; from Honfleur to La Pipe, six.

There her father would speak with the cure, and then pursue his way to Mistook.

She corrected herself, and for the ancient Indian name that the people of the country use, gave it the official one bestowed in baptism by the church--St.Coeur de Marie.

From La Pipe to St.Coeur de Marie, eight miles ...