In truth, one of our company, the solemn warrior Ecthgow, was so demented from liquor that he was drunk while still upon… — Michael Crichton Copy Share Image
“That evil-tempered horse she was riding has a tendency to kick, Jake tells me.” “Was Lucinda badly hurt?” Elizabeth asked, already trying… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“There was a lot more to it than he had ever thought. First, he used a rub-rag, cleaning Red’s head gently but… — Walter Farley Copy Share Image
