The heat blazed down, getting more and more murderous, as Spaniards, Swiss, Italians, Canadians followed one another. It was such a relief not to have to duck her head out of the way so he shouldn’t feel her spots. “Oh, I beg your pardon, here comes Miss Sarah Cock, I mean Cook, on Topsy. He smelt of curry and drink.
“I thought you were the VAT man or a rapist. For a second he glanced at it, confused, put in a short stride, found himself under the fence and took a colossal cat jump which nearly unseated Fen. “I’ve had my shot at the Olympics, so there’s no excuse really not to. He’d been such a devil to box when he’d arrived.
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