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Shasta saw all this in a glance and looked back again. The lion had almost got Hwin now. It was making snaps at her hind legs, and there was no hope now in her foam-flecked, wide-eyed face.
"Stop," bellowed Shasta in Bree's ear. "Must go back. Must help !"
Bree always said afterwards that he never heard, or never understood this;and as he was in general a very truthful horse we must accept his word.
Shasta slipped his feet out of the stirrups, slid both his legs over the left side, hesitated for one hideous hundredth of a second, and jumped. It hurt horribly and nearly winded him; but before he knew how it hurt him he was staggering back to help Aravis. He had never done anything like this in his life before and hardly knew why he was doing it now.
One of the most terrible noises in the world, a horse' s scream, broke from Hwin' s lips. Aravis was stooping low over Hwin' s neck and seemed to be trying to draw her sword. And now a
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