The school’s games master quizzed me as to which code of rugby, League or Union, I had played at Hartlepool, a town whose citizens have a reputation...for aberrant behaviour as the townsfolk once hanged a monkey.The games master was concerned that the eccentricity of the town might also include the playing of Rugby League, a game played by professionals, whereas — in those far off days — Rugby Union was all amateur and non–payment, and never the twain could meet on the same pitch. I had no idea. Susan wasn't in their league in anything except her expanded self-worth.The ride to Brockton was eventful in only one way. Marnie elected to take her own horse and leave Susan alone to handle the buckboard."My behind is just now recovering from the last time I rode that contraption," she said with a laugh.Marnie was anything but refined. The fact that she was the lone daughter bespoke her rough-and-tumble ways. The fact that had refused to give up her ranch when her husband was killed spoke to. More

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