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In spite of the adornment of wind-galls and spavin, with which age and toil had favored Maître Courtin's pony, that brave beast showed energy enough in the amble which served him for a trot to bring Michel into Nantes before nine o'clock at night. His first stopping-place was to be the tavern of the Point du Jour.
He had hardly crossed the pont Bousseau before he began to look about him for the said tavern. Recognizing its sign, a star lengthened by a ray of the most beautiful yellow ochre painter ever used, he stopped his pony, or rather the pony of Maître Courtin, before a wooden trough where the horses of the wagoners, who wanted to halt without unharnessing, were watered.