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The apples were reddening in the orchard, the dogs panted on the lawn, insects hummed in the Michaelmas daisies. They’ll be walking all over her in a week or two, and she’s no sense of hierarchy, treats her groom like an equal, even a superior. Malise Gordon, the British chef d’equipe, had appealed to Jake to return for the team competition. Wolf, in the back, crept forwards wagging his tail and putting his rough face against Fen’s cheek.

”“But what can I do? We can’t go on like this. ”“Don’t be ridiculous,” said Malise. There’s been a terrible accident. Irvine told her husband later, ‘so I got the doctor.