When the act was finished, Dumas went in search of the pompier, who did not know him.
It does not amuse the pompier,” said Dumas, “but I know what it wants.
I have staked a thousand louis on 'pompier de Nanterre,' my horse, and my friends have ventured ten times as much.
I have a horse entered for the race to-morrow, pompier de Nanterre.
On this occasion, M. Wilkie—being fortunate enough to arrive the first—immediately repaired to pompier de Nanterre's stall.
He would willingly have given his third share in pompier de Nanterre to have made his escape.
Had he not found the most exquisite happiness in his part ownership of pompier de Nanterre!