` Hoppetty hop ! what a ride ! ' Here I come ! ' shouted Blockhead-Hans , singing so that the echoes were roused far and near . But his brothers were riding slowly in front . They were not speaking , but they were thinking over all the good things they were going to say , for everything had to be thought out . ` Hullo ! ' bawled Blockhead-Hans , ` here I am ! Just look what I found on the road ! ' -- and he showed them a dead crow which he had picked up . ` Blockhead ! ' said his brothers , ` what are you going to do with it ? ' ` With the crow ? I shall give it to the Princess ! ' ` Do so , certainly ! ' they said , laughing loudly and riding on . ` Slap ! bang ! here I am again ! Look what I have just found !
You do n't find such XXXXX every day on the road ! '
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