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But
,
by
degrees
,
watch-chains
,
necklaces
,
parti-colored
scarfs
,
embroidered
bodices
,
velvet
vests
,
elegantly
worked
stockings
,
striped
gaiters
,
and
silver
buckles
for
the
shoes
,
all
disappeared
;
and
Gaspard
Caderousse
,
unable
to
appear
abroad
in
his
pristine
splendor
,
had
given
up
any
further
participation
in
the
pomps
and
vanities
,
both
for
himself
and
wife
,
although
a
bitter
feeling
of
envious
discontent
filled
his
mind
as
the
sound
of
mirth
and
merry
music
from
the
joyous
revellers
reached
even
the
miserable
hostelry
to
which
he
still
clung
,
more
for
the
shelter
than
the
profit
it
afforded
.
Caderousse
,
then
,
was
,
as
usual
,
at
his
place
of
observation
before
the
door
,
his
eyes
glancing
listlessly
from
a
piece
of
closely
shaven
grass
--
on
which
some
fowls
were
industriously
,
though
fruitlessly
,
endeavoring
to
turn
up
some
grain
or
insect
suited
to
their
palate
--
to
the
deserted
road
,
which
led
away
to
the
north
and
south
,
when
he
was
aroused
by
the
shrill
voice
of
his
wife
,
and
grumbling
to
himself
as
he
went
,
he
mounted
to
her
chamber
,
first
taking
care
,
however
,
to
set
the
entrance
door
wide
open
,
as
an
invitation
to
any
chance
traveller
who
might
be
passing
.
At
the
moment
Caderousse
quitted
his
sentry-like
watch
before
the
door
,
the
road
on
which
he
so
eagerly
strained
his
sight
was
void
and
lonely
as
a
desert
at
mid-day
.
There
it
lay
stretching
out
into
one
interminable
line
of
dust
and
sand
,
with
its
sides
bordered
by
tall
,
meagre
trees
,
altogether
presenting
so
uninviting
an
appearance
,
that
no
one
in
his
senses
could
have
imagined
that
any
traveller
,
at
liberty
to
regulate
his
hours
for
journeying
,
would
choose
to
expose
himself
in
such
a
formidable
Sahara
.
Nevertheless
,
had
Caderousse
but
retained
his
post
a
few
minutes
longer
,
he
might
have
caught
a
dim
outline
of
something
approaching
from
the
direction
of
Bellegarde
;
as
the
moving
object
drew
nearer
,
he
would
easily
have
perceived
that
it
consisted
of
a
man
and
horse
,
between
whom
the
kindest
and
most
amiable
understanding
appeared
to
exist
.
The
horse
was
of
Hungarian
breed
,
and
ambled
along
at
an
easy
pace
.
His
rider
was
a
priest
,
dressed
in
black
,
and
wearing
a
three-cornered
hat
;
and
,
spite
of
the
ardent
rays
of
a
noonday
sun
,
the
pair
came
on
with
a
fair
degree
of
rapidity
.
Having
arrived
before
the
Pont
du
Gard
,
the
horse
stopped
,
but
whether
for
his
own
pleasure
or
that
of
his
rider
would
have
been
difficult
to
say
.
However
that
might
have
been
,
the
priest
,
dismounting
,
led
his
steed
by
the
bridle
in
search
of
some
place
to
which
he
could
secure
him
.
Availing
himself
of
a
handle
that
projected
from
a
half-fallen
door
,
he
tied
the
animal
safely
and
having
drawn
a
red
cotton
handkerchief
,
from
his
pocket
,
wiped
away
the
perspiration
that
streamed
from
his
brow
,
then
,
advancing
to
the
door
,
struck
thrice
with
the
end
of
his
iron-shod
stick
.
At
this
unusual
sound
,
a
huge
black
dog
came
rushing
to
meet
the
daring
assailant
of
his
ordinarily
tranquil
abode
,
snarling
and
displaying
his
sharp
white
teeth
with
a
determined
hostility
that
abundantly
proved
how
little
he
was
accustomed
to
society
.
At
that
moment
a
heavy
footstep
was
heard
descending
the
wooden
staircase
that
led
from
the
upper
floor
,
and
,
with
many
bows
and
courteous
smiles
,
mine
host
of
the
Pont
du
Gard
besought
his
guest
to
enter
.
"
You
are
welcome
,
sir
,
most
welcome
!
"
repeated
the
astonished
Caderousse
.
"
Now
,
then
,
Margotin
,
"
cried
he
,
speaking
to
the
dog
,
"
will
you
be
quiet
?
Pray
do
n't
heed
him
,
sir
!
--
he
only
barks
,
he
never
bites
.
I
make
no
doubt
a
glass
of
good
wine
would
be
acceptable
this
dreadfully
hot
day
.
"
Then
perceiving
for
the
first
time
the
garb
of
the
traveller
he
had
to
entertain
,
Caderousse
hastily
exclaimed
:
"
A
thousand
pardons
!
I
really
did
not
observe
whom
I
had
the
honor
to
receive
under
my
poor
roof
.
What
would
the
abbe
please
to
have
?
What
refreshment
can
I
offer
?
All
I
have
is
at
his
service
.
"
The
priest
gazed
on
the
person
addressing
him
with
a
long
and
searching
gaze
--
there
even
seemed
a
disposition
on
his
part
to
court
a
similar
scrutiny
on
the
part
of
the
inn-keeper
;
then
,
observing
in
the
countenance
of
the
latter
no
other
expression
than
extreme
surprise
at
his
own
want
of
attention
to
an
inquiry
so
courteously
worded
,
he
deemed
it
as
well
to
terminate
this
dumb
show
,
and
therefore
said
,
speaking
with
a
strong
Italian
accent
,
"
You
are
,
I
presume
,
M.
Caderousse
?
"
"
Yes
,
sir
,
"
answered
the
host
,
even
more
surprised
at
the
question
than
he
had
been
by
the
silence
which
had
preceded
it
;
"
I
am
Gaspard
Caderousse
,
at
your
service
.
"
