"I will ride my horse a few miles back and turn him loose in some quiet place, and buy at the first village a blouse and workman's pantaloons." "I think," Harry said, "that would be unwise, count; it would look strange in the extreme for a gentleman dressed as you are to make such a purchase.

You might be at once arrested, or a report of the circumstance might be sent into Paris and lead to your discovery.
If you will wait here for half an hour I will go back and buy you the things you want at the first shop I come to and bring them out to you.

Then you can ride back and loose the horse as you propose; but I should advise you to hide the saddle and bridle, as well as the clothes you are now wearing, most carefully.

Whoever finds your horse will probably appropriate it and will say nothing about it, so that all clue to your movements will be lost, and it will be supposed that you have ridden to the frontier." "Peste, Monsieur Sandwith! You seem to have a head ready for all emergencies.

I know what a high opinion the marquis had of you, and I perceive that it is fully justified, and consider myself as fortunate indeed in having you for a friend in such a time as the present." "We have need of all our wits," Harry said quietly.