“Ow, ow, ow,” she moaned, collapsing onto a bank, tears stinging her eyelids, white spots jumping up 011 her brown legs. “Did they run it today? They must have held it back for the Horse of the Year. “If you’re going to be that good, perhaps it’s unfair to call you Satan again,” Rupert said as he rode out, patting the horse delightedly. Macaulay twice clattered to the ground with exhaustion, and several times they narrowly missed death as the oil-rich Arabs hurtled by in their huge limousines.
Helen’s three sisters, all lithe and beautiful, awaited Rupert’s arrival that evening with intense excitement. ”“Put something on,” urged Helen, wrapping a towel around him. Leaving them all gassing together, he took half a bottle of champagne into the shower. ”“No he didn’t, he had four faults, and he was at least a quarter of a second slower than Rupert against the clock.
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