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вЄївАЬSo hating, I say, to make mysteries of nothingвАЭвБ†вЄЇвБ†I entrusted it with the postboy, as soon as ever I got off the stones; he gave a crack with his whip to balance the compliment; and with the thill-horse trotting, and a sort of an up and a down of the other, we danced it along to Ailly au clochers, famed in days of yore for the finest chimes in the world; but we danced through it without musicвБ†вАФthe chimes being greatly out of orderвБ†вАФ(as in truth they were through all France).
And so making all possible speed, from
Ailly au clochers, I got to Hixcourt,
from Hixcourt, I got to Pequignay, and
from Pequignay, I got to Amiens,
concerning which town I have nothing to inform you, but what I have informed you once beforeвБ†вЄЇвБ†and that wasвБ†вАФthat Janatone went there to school.