passenger by his external appearance, they had placed themselves upon that spot to observe every one that went over the bridge, and the Count was unfortunately the first that happened to come into their way.
He that was to guess at the profession of the passengers, was extremely puzzled by the Count's appearance; a wager of some louis d'ors having been laid. He easily conceived, notwithstanding the disguise of my friend, by his gait and shape, that he was of a superior rank. He hesitated, therefore, some moments to pronounce his opinions; crossing his arms, and gaping at the Count. The latter being struck by the oddity of that scene, could not help smiling, which inspired the drunken inquisitor with additional courage. He turned, therefore, to his comrades, who were diverted by his perplexity, exclaiming, "I will be d———d, if I don't guess that gentleman's profession: I lay you one louis d'or more that he is a cuckold."The
