I would take the hundred pistoles.

You know you have staked the harnesses against the horse or a hundred pistoles, at your choice." "Yes." "Well, then, I repeat, you are wrong.

What is the use of one horse for us two?
I could not ride behind.

We should look like the two sons of Anmon, who had lost their brother.

You cannot think of humiliating me by prancing along by my side on that magnificent charger.