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“I can’t actually ride,” Mary said thoughtfully, as she lay panting on top of me, her legs splayed out on either side of my hips. “I never learned.”

“Mmm?” She was very warm.

“The same muscles are brought into play,” said Holmes, seeing that I was not yet up to conversation. “And it requires something of the same sympathy in motion.”

I roused enough to object. “Don’t call me a horse.”

“I was going to say, but other than that the two are not much alike.”

“And a good thing too, I suspect,” said Mary. “Most inconvenient on long journeys.”