He beamed a little as she disappeared into the orchestra room, a cacophony of tuning instruments. Couldn’t fit it inside, but the horse’s blanket lay over it, and, like I said, as long as no one rides him and don’t remove the blanket, I think it’ll stay hid. ‘You cannot mean General Charvill?’ ‘That old martinet?’ exclaimed Roding.
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