The eastern-flowing river, which from the higher mountains at the western end of the range, was far too swift and too broken with rapids for them to think of swimming it; but after some casting about, up and down the bank, they found a place shallow enough to wade. The roar and clatter of water, the great swirl against the hors’fetlocks, the cool, stirring air and the darting dragon-flies, filled Shasta with a straement.
“Friends, we are in Arland！” said Bree proudly as he splashed and ed his way out on the Northern bank. “I think that river we’ve just crosd is called the Winding Arrow.”
“I hope we’re in time,” murmured Hwin.
Then they began going up, slowly and zigzagging a good deal, for the hills were steep. It was all open park-like try with no roads or hous in sight. Scattered trees, hiough to be a forest, were everywhere. Shasta, who had lived all his life in an almost tree-less grassland, had never en so many or so many kinds. If you had been there you would probably have known （he didn’t） that he was eing oaks, beeches, silver birches, rowans, and sweet chestnuts. Rabbits scurried away in every dire as they advanced, and prently they saw a whole herd of fallow deer making off among the trees.
The eastern-flowing river, which from the higher mountains at the western end of the range, was far too swift and too broken with rapids for them to think of swimming it; but after some casting about, up and down the bank, they found a place shallow enough to wade. The roar and clatter of water, the great swirl against the hors’fetlocks, the cool, stirring air and the darting dragon-flies, filled Shasta with a straement.
“Friends, we are in Arland！” said Bree proudly as he splashed and ed his way out on the Northern bank. “I think that river we’ve just crosd is called the Winding Arrow.”
“I hope we’re in time,” murmured Hwin.
Then they began going up, slowly and zigzagging a good deal, for the hills were steep. It was all open park-like try with no roads or hous in sight. Scattered trees, hiough to be a forest, were everywhere. Shasta, who had lived all his life in an almost tree-less grassland, had never en so many or so many kinds. If you had been there you would probably have known （he didn’t） that he was eing oaks, beeches, silver birches, rowans, and sweet chestnuts. Rabbits scurried away in every dire as they advanced, and prently they saw a whole herd of fallow deer making off among the trees.
“Isn’t it simply glorious！” said Aravis.