Far distant in front of us there appeared to be a break in the level
green, a fringe of bushes, rougher ground. For this refuge he was
making, and from this our mutinous Houyhnhnms meant to keep us.
There was no pausing now, not a glance behind. His every effort was
bent on speed. Speed indeed it was. The wind roared in my ears. Yet
above its surge I heard the neighing and squealing, the
ever-approaching shudder of hoofs. My eyes distorted all they looked
on. I seemed now floating twenty feet in air; now skimming within
touch of ground. Now that sorrel squadron behind me swelled and
nodded; now dwindled to an extreme minuteness of motion.
Then, of a sudden, a last, shrill paean rose high; the hosts of our
pursuers paused, billow-like, reared, and scattered--my poor Yahoo
leapt clear.
For an instant once again in this wild journey I was poised, as it
were, in space, then fell with a crash, still clutched, sure and
whole, to the broad shoulders of my rescuer.
When my first confusion had passed away, I found that I was lying in a
dense green glen at the foot of a cliff.
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