"Heard the news? There's going to be a pen fight. Black Fred Badmouth has been called out to prove himself." You eejit," said Irish Tim, "who do you t...ink printed that news in the paper that he owns?" You've got me there Irish Tim - who is it?" said Bizzy scratching his head."Me! You bandjaxed bonehead. " Irish Tim shouted, "I own and print the Sol Daily Forum and Gazette; of course I've heard the fucking news, I printed it in the paper this morning."Bizzy looked aggrieved. "Well I only asked.. If we're lucky, he'll agree to go with you tomorrow. If not, you need to be prepared to go without him." I want to see him." Aedan looked like hell warmed over, and my irritation with him faded just a little."Maybe he doesn't want to see you? Leave him be. At least until the morning. And I'd suggest a public apology when he wakes up." He nodded. "I'm going for supper. I hope the cook still has something left for us. You coming?"He shook his head miserably. I took pity on him and kissed his. Gwen returned from her morning with her uncle, and was in a talkative mood, so he set Gail as the tailgunner and rode with Gwen, listening to her chatter away.She'd had a long talk with her uncle, and described him as a kind man with no free time who had haunted her life like some ghost who barely showed up for holidays. He'd been quite friendly and promised her that she would not miss any more summer courses."But if I take dressage, you won't be my teacher!" Well, you'll have Harry. He's nice. I felt that I was digging a big hole.“After what we just did together, you now tell me it didn’t mean anything?”Kat was rubbing it in. I started to panic. I felt I could be about to ruin everything.I looked at Maggie. She was smiling at Kat, who was grinning at her. I realised that they were enjoying how I was squirming.“It’s fine, I’m fine, we’re fine,” said Maggie. I realised that she didn’t need reassuring.“I just wanted to check that all was good.”“All was very good, thank you. Your.