We passed along the Mølleåen creek and reached the Eremitagen hunting castle. We had now been running for six km and Peter was getting a bit tired, as for him an 11 km run was a rather long run. But he had inspired me to run faster than I usually do, so now I took the lead and set an increasing pace down the hill to Bakken. In a short time I had left Peter behind, but even though I was gasping I wanted to make the most of my unusual high speed.

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