in Providence and some in luck. I have nothing to say against either.
Now get into the cart."

He led the horse a little out of the shadow as he spoke, and helped me
inside the little house on wheels, where I found a mattress that proved
a most acceptable rest; and then we drove slowly and quietly off, and
gradually got among fields and hedges.

"How are you getting on?" said La Croissette, at length. "Do you mind
the shaking?"

"Oh," said I, "I have so many things on my mind that I take no thought
for the body."

"All the better; though some say that pain of the mind is the worst to
bear of the two."

"I have little doubt of it," said I, "though each are bad enough. But
all I meant was that my mind is preoccupied and anxious, and prevents
my noticing any mere discomforts; for I cannot say I am miserable."

"Indeed I think you ought not to be, for you have had an escape from
that troubled city that many would rejoice at."

"Tell me truly; do you think I have actually escaped?"

"What know I? You have escaped from the evils behind; you may not
escape from the evils before. Yesterday was cloudy, to-morrow may be
rainy, the day after may be fine; none of us knows. At least there is a
weather-prophet at Arles whom some of the fools believe in; but he broke