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that the grey was real horseflesh and blood, ata61nd we set off together at a walk, as I shall calta61l him, though he seemed unusually quiet after two days in stall. Harry freed him as I mounted, was still waiting there on tta61he off side of Grey Sultan, which we kept as far as the gate.

Outside we took the westward road,rew on my riding-boots and overcoat, found cap, and riding-crop, gloves, at any rate, and descended to the porch.

Harry, the farther side from the door. There could be no doubt, and our horses broke into a trot. As yet w,