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. Phineas opened his mouth as if to speak,
then closed it again as if he had thought better of it.
Without making a sound, Phineas's eyes rolled back in
his head and he collapsed back onto his side in a dead
faint.
Chapter 15
Woodrow watched the animated dragon stretch
its wings below the kender. "That thing will take Mr.
Burrfoot over my dead body," he announced uncon-
sciously. He wished he'd chosen other words as he
sprang forward, the centaur obligingly ducking its
head. The straw-haired man flailed desperately at the
dragon's swishing tail. Rough scales and pointy horns
slashed and scraped at his exposed flesh but he held on,
thinking only that if he lost the kender, Miss Hornslager
would be furious.
The dragon seemed to grow larger as it flapped its
mighty wings and rose higher. Moments later, when
Woodrow came to his senses, it was far too late to think
about jumping off. He clung with all his might to the
thrashing, flicking, mighty tail.
Tasslehoff, meanwhile, had already overcome his ini-
tial shock and was sitting upright in the saddle. He hap-
pily bounced and kicked with his heels as the dragon
climbed into the morning sun. Suddenly, the creature
lurched and the wings stopped flapping. Its climb leveled
out and the beast nosed to the left and began to dive furi-
ously back toward the carnival. Tasslehoff squealed and
Woodrow shrieked as the wind screamed past their ears.
Tas's long hair whipped into Woodrow's face, and proba-
bly would have obscured his vision if Woodrow's eyes
had been open
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