quot;My dear ; said Aravis rat;As anyone could mistake  Bree for anyt a war-hors however you disguised him!”

    quot;I s, indeed,quot; said Bree, snorting an letting tle back.

    quot;I knos not a very good plan,quot; said ;But I ts our only  c been groomed for ages and  looking quite ourselves (at  least, Im sure Im not). I do t ered ired and lazy -and dont lift our  all - iced.

    And our tails ougo be cut ser: not neatly, you kno all  ragged.”

    quot;My dear Madam,quot; said Bree. quot;ured to yourself  o arrive in Narnia in t condition?”

    quot;ell,quot; said ;to get there.”

    t, it ed in  t roublesome one and involved a certain amount of ealing, and Bree called quot;raidingquot;. One farm lost a fe evening and anot a coil of rope t: but some tattered old boys cloto urned riump  as evening ing for rees at t of  a loed because t  top tas;I do ,quot; muttered Sa to ;Oh  I do, I do,”

    said ly.

    t nigo tters track. And  top ts in ta ion of   city  frig some  sleep. But the morning.

    tars ill out and terribly cold and , but  daybreak  beginning, far to t across t a feeps ao tar and t of t into t ty and bedraggled as t remained to sen  tails. As tool for doing tar, one of to  be undone again in order to get it out. It he  horses.

    quot;My ; said Bree, quot;if I  a talking  a lovely kick in  t you o cut it, not pull it out. ts  feels like.”

    But in spite of semi-darkness and cold fingers all ers (he journey began.

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