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 ¬ CHAPTER III. ¬The Author begins his Journey towards the Capital of Armata. — One of the Horses dies from being over driven. — Reflections on, Cruelty to Animals. ¬Being now prepared for our journey, there drew up to the door a light commodious equipage for our conveyance, with animals not very different from our best horses, but apparently more fitted for the course than for the road, and accordingly we set off at a pace which terrified me not a little, and made me so giddy that I could scarcely speak or listen to what was said ; and as we continued above two hours in this furious career, the poor creatures that carried us along became so exceedingly distressed, that I asked Cathmor to check the drivers in their speed ; but devoted to all my wishes as I have already described him, he gently put me aside, saying " it would be absurd in the extreme to interfere." " Are we then pushed," I asked, " to any particular ¬hour ¬ /n