Chap.

 1        1|     highly astonished air of a horse dealer admiring a perfectly
 2        4|      old and had the face of a horse but was adorable withal
 3        4|       thus: “He’s the son of a horse dealer; some say the illegitimate
 4        6|        sulking beside her. The horse suddenly stopped short,
 5        6|      the driver whipped up his horse, which was in the act of
 6       10|      hope at that period was a horse, Lusignan by name, which
 7       10|   Paris. He was living on this horse, which was the sole stay
 8       11|  gained by Lusignan, the other horse in the Vandeuvres stable.
 9       11|     stupid not to know on what horse one’s betting,” Nana was
10       11|      mouselike trot, the shaft horse a big brown bay, a stepper,
11       11|    Frangipane, Baron Verdier’s horse, was by The Truth out of
12       11|       out of Lenore. A big bay horse he was, who would certainly
13       11|        defective of the lot, a horse nobody would have anything
14       11|       and such an action! That horse was going to astonish the
15       11|    chucking up backing his own horse. And your Lusignan—never!
16       11|  afready triumphant. Bramah, a horse belonging to Lord Reading,
17       11|       one’s name be given to a horse! Mignon, on the contrary,
18       11|       run for and Berlingot, a horse belonging to the Mechain
19       11|      well let me be, eh? Every horse has a chance. The odds are
20       11|    Jove, people have taken the horse. Who, I don’t know. I should
21       11|  discovering only a gendarme’s horse there. Then there was the
22       11|        lawns bordered by young horse–chestnut trees there was
23       11|      stable help was holding a horse, Cosinus, round which a
24       11|        he’s laying off his own horse?” the young man was exclaiming. “
25       11|        slackened while another horse was taking his place. People
26       11| gesture was madly speeding the horse of his choice. And the cry
27       11|        tell whether it was the horse or the woman that filled
28       11|      two thousand louis on the horse, which, supposing the odds
29       11|       thousand francs over the horse. Only Labordette, for lack
30       11|      given me a hint about his horse? I should at any rate have
31       13|       Gee up! Gee up! You’re a horse. Hoi! Gee up! Won’t you