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“I’m a bit confused.” Andre hangs up the grooming brush and leans on the horse stable fence to ask Winters: “Who is that old man? What monastic order?”
“Caman didn’t make it clear, but I have the feeling that old man is some sort of long-term undercover spy.”
Winters shovels the dung of two small ponies, one shovelful at a time. Despite their small stature, these ponies are formidable dung producers, having worked up quite a sweat on Winters.
“How long-t ...
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