Next door, behind the inevitable wire cages, was the library. All were firmly rooting for Ludwig. He’d given Helen the handkerchief; there was no way he could go back now. Helen suddenly thought how much she’d prefer to share a flask of brandy with Rupert Campbell-Black.
gnificent on his day, but perfectly capable of carting Jake or kicking every fence out if he so chose. ”But Jake did not come back. He listened to the deafening cheer as the last Spanish rider went in and groan follow groan as he demolished the course. She seemed to hear a shout from the collecting ring, but it was too late.
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