This is your horse.

Here is the letter the count bade me give you, and also this sword," and he unbuckled the one that he wore.
"He bade me wish you God speed." "Pray tell him that I am sincerely obliged to him for his kindness," Fergus replied, as he buckled on the sword.
The man at once rode off.
The saddle was furnished with valises.

These contained several articles he had not thought of buying, among them a warm fur cap with flaps for the ears, and a pair of fur-lined riding gloves.

He transferred the remaining articles from the little trunk to the valises, and threw the former away; rolled up his cloak and strapped it behind the saddle; and then mounted.

He was glad to find in the holsters a brace of double-barrelled pistols, a powder flask and a bag of bullets, and also a large flask full of spirits.
As he gathered the reins in his hand, he had difficulty in restraining a shout of joy; for with an excellent horse, good arms, warm clothes and a purse sufficiently well lined, he felt he was prepared for all contingencies.
As he moved on at a walk, he opened the count's letter.