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Then, having snapped his fingers at that foolish signboard, Jurgen would have turned easterly, toward Bellegarde: but his horse resisted. The pawnbroker decided to accept this as an omen.
"Forward, then! " he said, "in the name of Koshchei. " And thereafter Jurgen permitted the horse to choose its own way.