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 1        I|     interest, when the sound of a horse’s hoofs resounded upon the
 2        I|           has probably stolen the horse he is riding.”~ ~This last
 3        I|              He alighted from his horse, and, crossing the square,
 4        I|    Montaignac that you bought the horse you were riding just now?”~ ~“
 5        I|         and tell them to saddle a horse for you, then gallop to
 6        I|           who, when I mounted his horse, said to me: ‘Above all,
 7       XV|           the furious gallop of a horse, and soon the doctor from
 8      XVI|          a few miles away; a good horse, a short gallop, and you
 9     XVII|       appeared, drawn by a single horse, and laden with pots of
10      XIX|         Lacheneur had purchased a horse in order to extend his journeys.~ ~
11       XX|          Wait! Let someone take a horse, and go and tell my son
12      XXI|              They brought him his horse, and his foot was already
13      XXI|            One of them seized the horse by the bridle.~ ~“Abbe Midon!”
14      XXI|       despair; they sprang to the horse’s head.~ ~“Lacheneur,” cried
15     XXII|         then putting spurs to his horse, galloped away. He had deceived
16     XXII|           the furious gallop of a horse.~ ~A carriage appeared,
17    XXIII|      heart.~ ~He put spurs to his horse and galloped to the crossroads.
18    XXIII|          the neck of her father’s horse. He took her in his arms,
19    XXIII|           the reins and start the horse off at a gallop.~ ~All the
20    XXIII|      confusion.~ ~But Lacheneur’s horse, its chest cut open by the
21    XXIII|           beneath the body of the horse the brave rider was struggling
22    XXIII|           on dismounting from his horse,” added the servant.~ ~“
23     XXIV|            They had harnessed the horse themselves, and instead
24     XXIV|           the furious gallop of a horse and the sound of carriage-wheels
25     XXIV|           the court-yard, and the horse, panting, exhausted, and
26      XXV|        has escaped! He had a good horse, and in two hours——”~ ~A
27    XXVII|        all possible haste, took a horse and repaired to the Croix
28   XXVIII|          we heard the gallop of a horse behind us. ‘We must know
29   XXVIII|          to me.~ ~“We paused. The horse soon reached us; we caught
30   XXVIII|         and then he remounted his horse, saying:~ ~“‘What could
31     XXXI|           was that M. Lacheneur’s horse was killed at the Croix
32     XXXI|           Chupin also requested a horse for his own use, and this
33     XXXI|      escape.~ ~Buried beneath his horse, M. Lacheneur had lost consciousness.~ ~
34     XXXI|           beneath the body of his horse.~ ~This proved to be no
35  XXXVIII|           middle of the road.~ ~A horse and rider on their way to
36  XXXVIII|   clothing there—and to-morrow, a horse to return.”~ ~It was quite
37  XXXVIII|          when suddenly:~ ~“Have a horse saddled instantly!” he exclaimed.~ ~
38  XXXVIII|          and thanks to a spirited horse, he reached the Reche at
39  XXXVIII|          arrived; he fastened his horse to a tree near by, and leisurely
40  XXXVIII|          slope, and remounted his horse.~ ~But he did not repair
41     XLIV|         was all. He remounted his horse which had been held by a
42    XLVII|    engaged in harnessing his best horse to the cart which was to
43    XLVII|         abbe; “you stay with your horse, my boy, and I will go and
44    XLVII|         footpath, alight from his horse, throw the reins to his
45    XLVII|           saw Martial remount his horse.~ ~But the marquis did not
46     XLIX| neighborhood.~ ~At nightfall, his horse returned, panting, covered
47      LII|            He was thrown from his horse, in the forest, near the
48      LIV|          where he had stopped his horse, just around the corner
49      LIV|           giving the reins to his horse, “what do I risk in advancing?
50      LIV|          off.~ ~“Will you hold my horse a moment?” inquired Martial.~ ~“
51      LIV|          joy as he held Martial’s horse. “Monsieur le Duc is too
52      LIV|       house; then, remounting his horse, he departed on a gallop.
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