The night was black as ink. Not a star in the sky. Mari, Boy and I were in the field furthest away from the house and stables, bordered on one side by a small wood and on the other by a farm track. The only sound was the occasional hoot of a screech owl, so we were startled on hearing the rumblings of a motor engine coming closer and closer.
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