As soon as I realised my lucky whip was missing I should have put the horse back in her stable. But my riding companion was tacked up and ready to go and so in a moment of madness I decided that it was time to stop this superstitious nonsense.
I grabbed a spare whip with no known lucky qualities and mounted the mare.
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