Chapter

 1     I|    whistle for his long-legged steed, mount on its back, and
 2     I|        his teeth, as his human steed with squelching boots tramped
 3   III| Wherever he might have got the steed on which he sat, it was
 4   III|       he was going to win. One steed stumbled beneath his rider;
 5   III|        his whip, whereupon his steed, responding to the stimulus,
 6   III| forward, outstripping Martin's steed by a head, and this distance
 7   III|      it. Eh, Ráró?"~ ~The good steed, as if he understood what
 8   III|        had not once struck his steed.~ ~But now, when the noble
 9   III|    hang loosely.~ ~The smitten steed scudded off like a tempest.
10   III|   amazement at the fury of the steed and the foolhardiness of
11   III|        to rein up his maddened steed. He had reached the goal;
12   III|   extricating himself from his steed. No sooner did the bull
13  XIII|        her on his swift-footed steed, and could see her impetuously
14  XIII|       of stopping the maddened steed. Instead of that, and, just