Lady Larissa says to her sister: - Damn it, Martha! How many times I gotta tell ya-don’t you go ridin’ outta town with that worn-out nag again! She ain’t built for hours of pullin’, can’t you see she’s near spent? Barely breathin’, poor thing! Next time, hitch up that sweaty mare chained at the far end of the stable-at least she’s still got some fire left in her legs!
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