“Oh， we must be miles ahead of him，” said Bree. “Haven’t we been coming a shorter way？ Didn‘t that Raven friend of yours say this was a short cut， Shasta？”
“He didn’t say anything about shorter，” answered Shasta. “He only said better， because you got to a river this way. If the oasis is due North of Tashbaan， then I‘m afraid this may be longer.”
“Well I can’t go on without a snack，” said Bree. “Take mybridle off， Shasta.”
“P.please，” said Hwin， very shyly， “I feel just like Bree that I can‘t go on. But when Horses have humans （with spurs and things） on their backs， aren’t they often made to go on when they‘re feeling like this？ and then they find they can. I m.mean.oughtn’t we to be able to do even more， now that we‘re free？ It’s all for Narnia.”
“I think， Ma‘am，” said Bree very crushingly， “that I knowa little more about campaigns and forced marches and what a horse can stand than you do.”
