Excerpt from Dwellers in the Hills
I Sat on the ground with my youthful legs tucked under me, and the bridle rein of El Mahdi over my arm, while I hammered a copper rivet into my broken stirrup strap. A little farther down the ridge Jud was idly Это и многое другое вы найдете в книге Dwellers in the Hills (Classic Reprint) (Melville Davisson Post)