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Hotspur - Rita Mae Brown

Hotspur

(Autor)

Buch | Softcover
352 Seiten
2003
Ballantine Books Inc. (Verlag)
978-0-345-42823-3 (ISBN)
CHF 13,90 inkl. MwSt

A wind devil swirled upward, sending tiny bits of stone dust glittering in the sunlight. Even though it was the fourteenth of July, the morning proved breezy and quite pleasant at sixty-one degrees. The staff and friends of the Jefferson Hunt were walking out hounds. Since it was seven-thirty in the morning, "dedicated friends" was perhaps a more accurate term, Sister thought to herself. The master, Jane Arnold, called Sister by all, walked behind her pack. The huntsman, Shaker Crown, a medium-build fellow, strode in front of the hounds. Two whippers-in, Doug Kinser and Betty Franklin, flanked either side of the pack, and the dedicated friends, two this morning, tagged behind the master. This two-mile walk down a crushed gravel road served to exercise hounds and to introduce the young entry, those hounds that would be hunting this fall for the first time, to the ways of the pack. As the summer progressed and the length of the walks became longer, fat melted off the human bodies. People looked healthier, more fit. It amused Sister that millions of Americans, overweight and overfed, emptied their pockets on one fad diet after another. If they'd only make it a habit to walk out hounds they'd lose the pounds, save their money, and experience the most beautiful time of the day. On any given morning, Sister saw bluebirds, indigo buntings, goldfinches, cardinals, robins, ravens, and hawks roaring over in search of breakfast-or maybe just a good time. Rabbits, moles, shrews, even wild little sleek minks rustled in the meadows off the roadside. Safe in the trees, cicadas, their Winston Churchill eyes surveying all, sang with deafening exuberance. Clouds of black and yellow butterflies swirled up from the cow patties and horse patties dotting the verdant pastures of After All Farm, the glorious estate of Theodora and Edward Bancroft. Gleaming white fences, painted every two years, divided the pastures, and each fence line boasted a lovely coop or stone jump. Theodora, called Tedi, delighted in designing jumps and set them perfectly. Building the jumps seemed to give the wealthy but directionless woman something like a purpose in life. As the small group walked briskly past the western pastures of After All, three old pensioners lifted their wise heads. Peppermint, the oldest at thirty-four, had taught two generations of Bancrofts to hunt. From the other side of the pasture he nickered in acknowledgment of the humans and hounds he knew so well. Behind him Domino and Merry Andrew also stopped munching for a moment. In the background a pristine covered bridge crossed over Snake Creek. Tedi had built it in the heat of one of her architectural enthusiasms back in 1981. "Hello, old man," Sister called, waving to the gray horse. "Good to see you, too," Peppermint answered before turning to drink deeply from the creek. "Good horse never forgets the pack or the master," Shaker called over his shoulder. "Indeed," Betty Franklin agreed with a smile. She was the happiest she'd ever been in her life. She'd lost twenty-five pounds and felt like a teenager again. Cora, the head bitch, gaily walked in front, and the young entry following tried to imitate their leader. The second-year hounds acted like the sophomores they were. Truly "wise idiots," they at least knew better than to float out of the pack. As they walked, the hounds kicked up little puffs of gravel dust. Inquisitive grasshoppers flew tantalizingly close to their black moist noses, darting away in the nick of time. Raleigh, Sister's devoted Doberman, flattened his ears to block out the din of the hounds. He considered himself hunt staff and if a youngster strayed from the group Raleigh pushed him back in before a human could react. Hounds, like humans, thought the better of getting into an argument with a Doberman. Dr. Walter Lungrun, young, bl

Erscheint lt. Verlag 4.11.2003
Reihe/Serie Sister Jane ; Vol.2
Verlagsort New York
Sprache englisch
Maße 107 x 173 mm
Gewicht 193 g
Themenwelt Literatur Krimi / Thriller / Horror
Literatur Zweisprachige Ausgaben Deutsch / Englisch
Schlagworte Englisch; Krimis/Thriller • Englisch; Romane/Erzählungen
ISBN-10 0-345-42823-4 / 0345428234
ISBN-13 978-0-345-42823-3 / 9780345428233
Zustand Neuware
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