There was only a remote possibility that we would be rescued as we were far outside of the regular shipping lanes.
The blow concusses him.
I have always loved the way he just walks up and feels free to drink out my glass or bottle of water. I admit, when he was a baby I tried to give him his own sippy cup and avoid the little 'floaties' that little ones leave in your drink.
“My brother,” said he, “do not ride to–day / The dapple, as you’re wont; but mount the horse / Which I have chosen for thee.
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