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In the large stable of the masseria there was only a horse with a chestnut fur, with a white spot on the forehead in between his intelligent eyes: his name was Argo.
Since when Menico began the renovation work of the house, Greta spent a lot of time with him: they had become good friends, so much so that one day the boy told her that business was getting worse every day at Ponte Agro. From that day on, Greta had begun to take long rides on Argo's back, traveling the length and breadth of the estate. She had the opportunity to look at the trees more closely: there did not look right, they might be affected by something.
Her curiosity had taken her to the western border of Ponte Agro, where there were really beautiful lemons not far away from there. She compared the round and well-col
