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The Poor Plutocrats

CHAPTER XVIII
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I am determined to learn from her own lips exactly what happened to me and how I came to make such a fool of myself.

I will speak to her myself." And immediately he ordered his coachman to put the horses to; but he told not a living soul whither he was going, even to the coachman he only mentioned the first stage.
At a little booth at the end of the town he bought four and twenty double rolls and a new wooden field flask.

When they came to the River Maros, he descended to the water's edge, rinsed out his flask at least twice and then filled it with water, finally thrusting both the rolls and the flask into his travelling knapsack.

After that he drew on his mantle, clambered up into the back part of the coach, stuck his pipe in his mouth and his pistol in his fist and never closed an eye till morning.
And it must be admitted that Mr.Gerzson's mode of travelling on this occasion was decidedly eccentric.

On reaching a village he would tell his coachman where to go next but he never told him more than one stage in advance.


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