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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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. Eagerly
they pushed their way through the tangled brush to
where Woodrow stood.
"I sure am glad you two are all right," laughed Wood-
row, throwing an arm around each horse's neck. "I was
afraid I'd never see you again."
Both horses were nuzzling Woodrow's pockets. "I'm
afraid you've already found something better than any-
thing I could offer you, right there in that berry patch,"
chuckled Woodrow. "Let's gather some of this up and
head back to the others, eh?"
Woodrow refilled his cap and the entire front of his
shirt with berries, holding the latter out like an apron. He
and the hotses turned north toward the beach.
Tasselhoff was just sitting up and rubbing his eyes as
Woodrow arrived-with the horses. In moments, every-
one was awake and noisily slurping up berries.
While the others breakfasted, Woodrow walked the
horses out into the shallow water and started hitching
them to the wagon.
"Oh, good thinking!" hollered Gisella, looking up
from her handfuls of berries. "I can't wait to get my
things dried out so I can put on some decent clothes." She
glared disdainfully at the simple drab work outfit she'd
been wearing since before the shipwreck.
Woodrow finished adjusting the harness and walked
around to the front of the horses. "I don't know whether
pulling the wagon out will work, Miss Hornslager," he
cautioned. "This harness is in pretty bad shape, what
with spending the night underwater. The leather may
split open under the strain."
Gisella crossed her fingers. Woodrow led the horses
forward until they gradually put their entire strength
into the harness
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