A young man--we bsp;sketbsp;his portrait at a dash. Imagine to yourlf a Don Quixote of eighteen; a Don Quixote without his corlet, without his coat of mail, without his cuiss; a Don Quixote clothed in a woolen doublet, the blue color of whibsp;had faded into a nameless shade between lees of wine and a heavenly azure; fabsp;long and brown; high cheek bones, a sign of sagacity; the maxillary muscles enormously developed, an infallible sign by whibsp;a Gasbsp;may always be detected, even without his cap--and our young man wore a bsp;t off with a sort of feather; the eye open and intelligent; the no hooked, but finely chiled. Too big for a youth, too small for a grown man, an experienbsp;eye might have taken him for a farmer''s son upon a journey had it not been for the long sword whibsp;dangling from a leather baldribsp;hit against the calves of its owner as he walked, and against the rough side of his steed when he was on horback.
For our young man had a steed whibsp;was the obrved of all obrvers. It was a Bearn pony, from twelve to fourteen years old, yellow in his hide, without a hair in his tail, but not without windgalls on his legs, whibsp;though going with his head lower than his knees, rendering a martingale quite unnecessary, trived heless to perform his eight leagues a day. Unfortunately, the qualities of this hor were so well cealed under his strange-colored hide and his unatable gait, that at a time when everybody was a oisur in horflesh, the appearanbsp;of the aforesaid pony at Meung--whibsp;plabsp;he had entered about a quarter of an hour before, by the gate of Beaugency--produbsp;an unfavorable feeling, whibsp;extended to his rider.
A young man--we bsp;sketbsp;his portrait at a dash. Imagine to yourlf a Don Quixote of eighteen; a Don Quixote without his corlet, without his coat of mail, without his cuiss; a Don Quixote clothed in a woolen doublet, the blue color of whibsp;had faded into a nameless shade between lees of wine and a heavenly azure; fabsp;long and brown; high cheek bones, a sign of sagacity; the maxillary muscles enormously developed, an infallible sign by whibsp;a Gasbsp;may always be detected, even without his cap--and our young man wore a bsp;t off with a sort of feather; the eye open and intelligent; the no hooked, but finely chiled. Too big for a youth, too small for a grown man, an experienbsp;eye might have taken him for a farmer''s son upon a journey had it not been for the long sword whibsp;dangling from a leather baldribsp;hit against the calves of its owner as he walked, and against the rough side of his steed when he was on horback.
For our young man had a steed whibsp;was the obrved of all obrvers. It was a Bearn pony, from twelve to fourteen years old, yellow in his hide, without a hair in his tail, but not without windgalls on his legs, whibsp;though going with his head lower than his knees, rendering a martingale quite unnecessary, trived heless to perform his eight leagues a day. Unfortunately, the qualities of this hor were so well cealed under his strange-colored hide and his unatable gait, that at a time when everybody was a oisur in horflesh, the appearanbsp;of the aforesaid pony at Meung--whibsp;plabsp;he had entered about a quarter of an hour before, by the gate of Beaugency--produbsp;an unfavorable feeling, whibsp;extended to his rider.