“I didn’t know how to find you. “What d’you mean?” said Helen, aghast. Feeling he shouldn’t be snooping, he opened the top drawer of the chest and found a small pile of newspaper cuttings and photographs held together by a pink plastic paper-clip. Coming up to the penultimate fence, a huge upright which had unsettled everyone except Macaulay, Guy’s spectacular black gelding, Charlemagne, gave it a mighty clout.
He toyed with the idea of stopping off at the Newbury turn to see a married girlfriend whose husband was away, but he 121 was too tired. Jake was nowhere to be seen. Christmas shopping traffic jams were driving him wild. Next moment, Malise came up to Jake, with a barely suppressed expression of delight on his face.
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