horse-party

Updated: June 14, 2025

"They will not let a horse-party through the gate at night," Vigo began. "We will go on foot." "Mademoiselle," Vigo answered, as if she had proposed flying to the moon, "you cannot walk to St. Denis." "I must!" she cried. I had put the flambeau in a socket on the wall.

Bertha Runkle - Helmet of Navarre