ille sagax, tantis quod risus milibus esset, distulit admota calliditate iocum, quid mirum referens positos fugisse capillos, quem prius aequaevae deseruere comae?.
As the horseman saw that he was the laughing-stock of so many thousands, he shrewdly brought cunning to his aid and turned away the jest from himself. Why be surprised, he remarked, that my assumed locks have gone, when my natural hair deserted me first?
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