It saved me the bother of being studied. ’ ‘The horse?’ echoed Melusine. Very well, I give up. It clicked and the bookshelf was once more intact. For a time her efforts to achieve a comprehensive concentration were dispersed by the passage of the village street of Caddington, the passing of a goggled car-load of motorists, and the struggles of a stable lad mounted on one recalcitrant horse and leading another.
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