The Desultory Man: Collection of Ancient and Modern British Novels and Romances. Vol. CXLVII.James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Desultory Man: Collection of Ancient and Modern British Novels and Romances. Vol. CXLVII.
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
Fiction
About six in the morning we set out, on horseback, for the dwelling of
the sorcier, with a groom leading the horse in question, who remained
quiet enough as long as no one attempted to mount him. However, after
riding about six miles, as we came near the place of our destination,
M. de G---- resolved to see whether the distance might not, in some
degree, have quelled the spirit of the animal, and giving his own
horse to the groom, he mounted the other, who let him fix himself very
peaceably in the saddle, but at the moment out friend attempted to
urge him forward every muscle in his body seemed to be animated with
rage. He reared, he plunged, he kicked, and left no means untried to
shake his rider from his back. M. de G---- was a good horseman, and
kept his seat; but he soon found that his situation was not a pleasant
one, and attempted to dismount; but this the animal would not suffer
either, rearing more tremendously than before, and showing a strong
inclination to throw himself over on his Master. Just at this moment,
a short, sturdy little man, attracted by the noise, came forth
from the blacksmith's shop, towards which we had been apparently
directing our steps, and approaching the spot, looked on for a moment
as a spectator, merely exclaiming, "_le coquin_"! At length, the
groom, impatient of his apparent apathy, cried out, "Mais souffle
donc, François! Il va tomber, je te dis."
"Does Monsieur wish it?" demanded the sorcier, for such he was.
"Nom de Dieu!" cried the groom; "S'il le veut!"
As soon as he had said these words the sorcier watched his
opportunity, and threw his arms round the horse's neck, who, not
accustomed to such embraces, reared more violently than before,
raising the little man off the ground with him. But he kept his hold,
not at all embarrassed, and contrived in that awkward situation, to
fix his mouth upon the orifice of the animal's ear. What he did, we
know not. No one can suppose that the mere breathing in the animal's
ear could have any effect; but his hands were occupied holding tightly
round his neck, and the only thing we could observe was that firm
pressure of the mouth upon its ear. However, in a moment, the animal
became less restive, stood still, shivered a little, as with cold, and
from that moment his spirit was gone.
Monsieur de G---- dismounted, paid the sorcier his ordinary fee, which
was no more than a few francs, and after the excitement, and surprise,
and all that sort of thing, had passed away, we took to our guns and
turned our steps homeward. It may well be supposed that our
conversation for the rest of that day turned very much upon the
sorcier; and, after several anecdotes of the same nature as the above,
M. de G---- related the following.
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