CHAPTER ELEVEN THE UNWELCOME FELLOW TRAVELLER(3 / 3)

Then they plunged into the fog, or el the fog rolled over them. The world became grey. Shasta had not realized how cold ahe inside of a cloud would be; nor how dark. The grey turo black with alarming speed.

Someo the head of the n wihe horn every now and then, and each time the sound came from a little farther off. He couldn’t e any of the others now, but of cour he’d be able to as soon as he got round the bend. But when he rou he still couldhem. In fact he could e nothing at all. His hor was walking now. “Get on, Het on,” said Shasta. Then came the horn, very faint. Bree had always told him that he must keep his heels well turned out, and Shasta had got the idea that somethierrible would happen if he dug his heels into a hor’s sides. This emed to him an occasion f it. “Look here, Hor,” he said, “if you don’t buck up, do you know what I’ll do? I’ll dig my heels into you. I really will.” The hor, however, took no notice of this threat. So Shasta ttled himlf firmly in the saddle, gripped with his knees, ched his teeth, and punched both the hor’s sides with his heels as hard as he could.

The only result was that the hor broke into a kind of pretence of a trot for five or six paces and then subsided into a walk again. And now it was quite dark and they emed to have given up blowing that horn. The only sound was a steady drip-drip from the branches of the trees.

“Well, I suppo even a walk will get us somewhere sometime,” said Shasta to himlf. “I only hope I shan’t run into Rabadash and his people.”

He went on for what emed a long time, always at a walking pace. He began to hate that hor, and he was also beginning to feel very hungry.

Prently he came to a place where the road divided into two. He was just w which led to Anvard when he was startled by a noi from behind him. It was the noi of trotting hors. “Rabadash!” thought Shasta. He had no way of guessing which road Rabadash would take. “But if I take one,” said Shasta to himlf, “he may take the other: and if I stay at the cross-roads I’m sure to be caught.” He dismounted and led his hor as quickly as he could along the right-hand road.