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although I had no saddle-horse, as Nancy was far 

 too busy in the nursery except for an occasional 

 jaunt to Fort Qu'Appelle in search of things indis- 

 pensable, yet the nursery had its own particular 

 attraction for one's hours of leisure, and already in 

 the lovely limbs of Felicity was the promise of the 

 lightness and brightness and pace of an ideal saddle- 

 mare. 



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