------"So hating, I say, to make mysteries of _nothing_" ----I intrusted it with the post-boy, 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 music--the chimes being greatly out of order--(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 before----and that was--that _Janatone_ went there to school.
- 'So hating, I say, to make mysteries of nothing' - I entrusted it with the post-boy, as soon as I got into the chaise; he gave a crack with his whip, and with the horse trotting, 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 music - the chimes being greatly out of order (as they were through all France).
And so making all possible speed, from
Ailly au Clochers, I got to Hixcourt, and then to Pequignay, and then Amiens, about which town I have nothing to inform you, but what I told you once before - that Janatone went there to school.
Book 7 - Chapter 15