" A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship. But it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the age of Men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight!"
Hire you a horse? For ninepence? On Jewish New Year, in the rain? A bare fortnight after the dreaded horse plague of old London town? With the Blacksmith’s strike in its fifteenth week and the Dorset horse fetishists fair tomorrow?