She was a dark chestnut with a white star on the forehead, a little white on her fore feet, and white below the hocks on the hind legs; she had a soft eye, and a peculiar twist in jerking her tail." The manner of the priest was so earnest that Jack repressed a smile with difficulty.
"I did notice among the mules in one of the wagons one marked somewhat similarly to your description, and, if I mistake not, it, with another, fell to the share of the good priest; but I cannot say that it had much flesh upon its bones; indeed, it was in very poor case.

Nor did I notice that its eyes were particularly soft, or that there was any peculiarity in the twitching of its tail." "It may be Margaretta," the priest said with some excitement; "the poor beast would naturally lose flesh in the hands of the French, while as to the switch in the tail, it was a sign of welcome which she gave me when I took an apple or a piece of bread into her stable, and she would not be likely so to greet strangers.

I will lose no time in writing to Ignacio to inquire further into the matter.

Verily, it seems to me as if the saint had sent you specially here as a bearer of this good news." Jack spent a pleasant evening with the priest, and learned much as to the state of things upon the frontier.

The priest represented the Castilians as bitterly opposed to the claims of Charles; they had no grievances against the French, who had behaved with strict discipline in that province, and had only commenced their excesses upon crossing the frontier into Arragon.