| Even on a mount from
her host's stables Scarlett... 406 |
[Mar. 3rd, 2010|04:27 am] |
Even on a mount from
her host's stables Scarlett was adept and fearlessHer success was
assuredThe Anglo-Irish gentry as a whole admired nothing quite as
much as they did a fine riderCharlotte Montague had to be vigilant,
or she'd be caught looking like a cat who'd just finished a bowl of
thick cream"Did you enjoy yourself?" she asked Scarlett on the way
back to Ballyhara"Every minute, Charlotte! Bless you for getting me
invitedEverything was perfectIt's so thoughtful having those
sandwiches in the bedroomI always get hungry late at night, I guess
everybody does Charlotte laughed until her eyes were streaming
with
tearsIt made Scarlett hurry"I don't see what's so |
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