Has Michu a horse ?" he inquired of the gendarme who was driving him and who belonged to the squad from Arcis.
"Yes, and a famous little horse it is," answered the man, "a hunter from the stables of the ci-devant Marquis de Simeuse.

There's no better beast, though it is nearly fifteen years old.

Michu can ride him fifty miles and he won't turn a hair.

He takes mighty good care of him and wouldn't sell him at any price." "What does the horse look like ?" "He's brown, turning rather to black; white stockings above the hoofs, thin, all nerves like an Arab." "Did you ever see an Arab ?" "In Egypt--last year.

I've ridden the horses of the mamelukes.