avis screamed and reeled in tearing  her shoulders.

    Sa, o lurcoe.  even a stick or a stone. ed out, idiotically, at t a dog. quot;Go ; For a fraction of a second 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.

    quot;Come in, my daug; t;Come in, my sonquot; 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 branc and most beautiful tree t Sa tle lo  tcing and over at ts. tely covered  grass.

    quot;Are - are - are you,quot; panted Sa. quot;Are you King Lune of Archenland?”

    t;No,quot;  voice, quot;I am t of te no time on questions, but obey. t. Rabadas t finding a ford  over t a moments rest, you ill be  in time to warn King Lune.”

    Sas  fainted at t rengt.  And  y and unfairness of t  yet learned t if you do one good deed your reo be set to do anotter one. But all  loud ;he King?”

    t turned and pointed aff. quot;Look,quot; ;te, rige to tered by. Open it and go straigraigeep, over smoot. I kno t you raig run, run: always run.”

    Sa nodded o te and disappeared beyond it.  t took Aravis, ing   arm, and o ter a long time  again.

    quot;No; o t;It is