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‘I’ll wager that militiaman never rode the animal, then. While the strife raged between the principals, the watermen in the larger wherry were occupied in stemming the force of the torrent, and endeavouring to keep the boats, they had lashed together, stationary. It took my breath away. Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback. I can’t just go up to Josh and ask him out, even though I fantasize about doing just that all the time. Say I will come to him.
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