t OF tER t and t , o t, to. Beyond tful try rose gently in loains to t to to t, pine-clad slopes, froretc Mount Pire. Straigain range sank to a o Narnia.
"Broo-; neigainly t Aravis and Sa, s rose as ttered doo ters-meet of two rivers.
tern-flo tern end of too s and too broken o t; but after some casting about, up and doo ter of er, t s tlocks, tirring air and ting dragon-flies, filled Sa raement.
"Friends, ;I t river crossed is called the inding Arrow.”
"I ime," murmured hwin.
teep. It ry . Scattered trees, o be a forest, ree-less grassland, ) t uts. Rabbits scurried aion as tly trees.
"Isnt it simply glorious!" said Aravis.
At t ridge Sa turned in tas, unbroken except by travelled doo the horizon.
"; ;s t!”
"s ; said Bree, turning round. he same.
"t," said Sa, pointing. "It looks like smoke. Is it a fire?”
"Sand-storm, I s; said Bree.
"Not muco raise it," said Aravis.
"O; exclaimed ;Look! t. Look! ts - and armour. And its moving: moving this way.”
"By tas; said Aravis. "Its ts Rabadash.”
"O is," said ;Just get to Anvard before it." And anotossed he same.
"e on, Bree, e on," yelled Aravis over her shoulder.
topped ead t dire, no one kneo Anvard. From top of ta looked back again. Instead of a dust-cloud in t s, on tless looking for a ford.
"t; he yelled wildly.
"Quick! Quick!" sed Aravis. "e mig all if reacime. Gallop, Bree, gallop. Remember youre a war-horse.”
It o prevent ing out similar instrus; but , "t; and ongue. Aainly bot all t t quite t up urf. It didnt look as if up much longer.
At t moment everyones feelings ely altered by a sound from be ting to tle-cries. Yet Sa k o moonlit nig met Aravis and too. ba really been going as fast - not quite as fast - as a felt t ono. In a fehey were well ahead of hwin.
"Its not fair," t Sa. "I did think wed be safe from lions here!”
oo clear. A aure, its body loo t streaking across to a tree o t was nearer every sed and half sed.
take in, or even t. t te e, open. In teood a tall man dressed, doo , in a robe coloured like autumn leaves, leaning on a straigaff.
to his knees.
Sa sa got hwin now.
It here was no hope now in her foamflecked, wide-eyed face.
"Stop," bello;Must go back. Must help!”
Bree aler ood trut accept his word.
Sa slipped out of tirrups, slid bot side, ated for one before aggering back to now.
One of t terrible noises in the world, a horses scream, broke from hwins lips.
Aravis ooping l to draw her sword.
And no on top of Sa. Before ts Aravis s riga could see all terrible ded. Aravis screamed and reeled in tearing her shoulders.
Sa, o lurcoe. even a stick or a stone. ed out, idiotically, at t a dog. "Go ; For a fra of a sed aring rigo its wideopened,
raging mouto ter astonis, till on its self suddenly, turned self up, and rushed away.
Sa did not for a moment suppose it urned and raced for te in t time, umbling and nearly fainting, entering te: Aravis still kept but h blood.
"e in, my daug; t;e in, my son" as Sa panted up to e closed beranger was already helping Aravis off her horse.
tly circular enclosure, protected by a urf. A pool of perfectly still er, so full t ter exactly level one end of tely overs s brand most beautiful tree t Sa tle lo tg and over at ts. tely covered grass.
"Are - are - are you," panted Sa. "Are you King Lune of Arland?”
t;No," voice, "I am t of te no time oions, but obey. t. Rabadas t finding a ford over t a moments rest, you ill be in time to warn King Lune.”
Sas fai t rengt. And y and unfairness of t yet lear if you do one good deed your reo be set to do anotter one. But all loud ;he King?”
t turned and pointed aff. "Look," ;te, rige to tered by. Open it and graigeep, over smoot. I kno t y run, run: always run.”
Sa nodded o te and disappeared beyond it. t took Aravis, ing arm, and o ter a long time again.
"No; o t;It is your turn.”
it ing for an ansoo exed to speak - ook t a groom in a Kings stable could not better.
"t; ;dismiss it all from your minds and be forted. er and t mass.”
"Sir," said last, "arkhe lion killed her?”
"I ," replied t ; little k knos tonig be of good hope.
to live as long as any of her age.”
o sraordinary softness in a cool, bare room one. S uand o turn a, burning pains all over uand was made of bedding) and hing she had never seen or heard of.
t entered, carrying a large ting to t;er?”
"My back is very sore, fat; said Aravis, "but th me.”
beside her pulse.
"t; ;You get up tomorro nohis.”
c to asted it, foats milk is rat used to it. But sy and mao drink it all a better when she had finished.
"No. "For your s of a range lion; for instead-of catc of ttio you, en scratot deep or dangerous.”
"I say!" said Aravis. "I have had luck.”
"Daug; said t, "I ers in t met any suc all t I do not uand: but if ever o kno, you may be sure t we shall.”
"And Rabadaswo ; asked Aravis.
"t pass t; said t. "t o t of us. From try to ride straigo Anvard.”
"Poor Sa!" said Aravis. "o go? ill t?”
"t," said the old man.
Aravis lay do;ime? It seems to be getting dark.”
t of t;t t," ly. "tormness head.
Our foul s. tonight.”
day, except for so after breakfast ( out to speak to t green enclreen cup, . It .
orotted across to Aravis and gave her a horse-kiss.
"But h and sleep.
"Over t; said ing o t;And I o get a of him.”
trolled across and found Bree lying o urned his head or spoke a word.
"Good m, Bree," said Aravis. "his m?”
Bree muttered somet no one could hear.
"t says t Sa probably got to King Lune in time," tinued Aravis, "so it looks as if all our troubles are over. Narnia, at last, Bree!”
"I s; said Bree in a low voice.
"Arent you ; said Aravis.
Bree turned round at last, his face mournful as only a horses be.
"I so en," he said.
"?" said Aravis. "Back to slavery!”
"Yes," said Bree. "Slavery is all Im fit for. a mare and a girl and a boy to be eaten by lions ched skin!”
"e all ran as ; said hwin.
"Sa didnt!" snorted Bree. "At least dire: ran back. And t is o be beaten by a little ure or example in his life!”
"I kno; said Aravis. "I felt just ta as bad as you, Bree. Ive been snubbing us and no to be t of us all. But I t ter to stay and say o go back to en.”
"Its all very ; said Bree. "You disgraced yourself. But Ive lost everything.”
"My good ; said t, tle noise on t s, de;My good not your self-ceit. No, no, cousin. Dont put back your ears and s me. If you are really so e ago, you must learn to listen to sense. Youre not quite t o t. It doesnt follo youll be anyone very special in Narnia. But as long as you kno sort of aking oed cousin o tc t mash.”
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