He drew an awed breath. If my Mom found out, she’d kill me. You see, the horse it does not belong to me, nor to the nuns. At last he could bear it no longer. I’ve got a streak of male. He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes. ‘But to do only what one wishes, it is not always convenient. He had thought it might have that effect. Someone, it appeared, was trying to profit from that fact. ‘Very well,’ he said, lowering his own weapon.
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