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WHEN she recovered consciousness Lyle found herself resting against a scarlet coat, in a quiet field. The two horses were quietly cropping grass a few yards away. For some moments she could remember nothing.
Then it all rushed back--that unintentional run with the hounds, the last leap, the warning voice.