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Trollope, Anthony, 1815-1882

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Chapeau; but still, with your leave, I say Saumur is
distant. Can you get there in one day from here?"
"Why no, not in one day."
"Nor in two?"
"Why, no again; though they might do it in two. They'll start from here
Monday morning with light, and they'll reach Saumur on Wednesday in time
to look about them, and learn what they have to do the next morning."
"That's three day's going, and three coming, and heaven only knows how
many days there; and you don't call that distant! Who's to feed them all
I'd like to know?"
"Feed them!" said Chapeau. "I wish you could see all the bullocks and
the wine at Durbelliere; they'll have rations like fighting-cocks. I
only pray that too much good living make them not lazy."
"Were I a man," said Annot, as she put on the table a fresh bottle of
wine, which she had just brought in from the little inn, "were I a man,
as I would I were, I would go, whether or no."
"Would you, minx," said the father; "it's well for you that your
petticoats keep you at home.


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