"He's remarkably well trained," the girl said. "Will he let me put him in the stall?"

"In a moment. The light's better out here." Colin sank down onto a hay bale and whistled again, which brought Jupiter immediately to his side. The young woman stepped back, giving Colin room to check the stallion's rear legs for damage. Finding none, he breathed a sigh of relief. "He's fine."

"Thank heavens. I tried to tell you not to cross the bridge, you know." The maid approached ...