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“Rot his black soul!" fumed Rupert. "The devil's in it now and no mistake. A horse, Fletcher, a horse!" "Horse sir?" "Burn it, would I want a cow? Horse, man, and quickly!” — Georgette Heyer
Rot his black soul!" fumed Rupert. "The devil's in it now and no mistake. A horse, Fletcher, a horse!"
"Horse sir?"
"Burn it, would I want a cow? Horse, man, and quickly!