Blackwood's Magazine, Volumen 287W. Blackwood, 1960 |
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... horse on a broken - treed saddle . His companion was a little man , ruddy cheeked , and clean from his old stetson hat to his shining spurs . His round - barrelled sorrel horse shone with good living and care . " Get the horses in ...
... horse on a broken - treed saddle . His companion was a little man , ruddy cheeked , and clean from his old stetson hat to his shining spurs . His round - barrelled sorrel horse shone with good living and care . " Get the horses in ...
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... horse , " she said . " I shall miss him . I think perhaps horses are in my blood . All mummy's ancestors were cavalry men , weren't they ? " Her father grunted . " Except for the riding - lessons and him I don't mind leaving , " Anna ...
... horse , " she said . " I shall miss him . I think perhaps horses are in my blood . All mummy's ancestors were cavalry men , weren't they ? " Her father grunted . " Except for the riding - lessons and him I don't mind leaving , " Anna ...
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... horse . His daughter's wide - eyed trusting face across the supper - table had perturbed him . Still ... " Anna will not really think any more about that horse ? " he hazarded . " Will she not ? ” said Mrs Hose . " Oh well , ring up the ...
... horse . His daughter's wide - eyed trusting face across the supper - table had perturbed him . Still ... " Anna will not really think any more about that horse ? " he hazarded . " Will she not ? ” said Mrs Hose . " Oh well , ring up the ...
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SUNDAY DAWN SUNDAY DUSK BY D E CHARLWOOD | 96 |
THE NOVEL BY JOHN ONSLOW | 192 |
LIGHT ON SOME DARK SUBJECTS BY BETTY MITCHELL | 480 |
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