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〃you yourself have wisely said；〃 answered arsheesh； 〃that the boys labour has been to me of inestimable value。 this must be taken into account in fixing the price。 for if i sell the boy i must undoubtedly either buy or hire another to do his work。鈥�
〃ill give you fifteen crescents for him；〃 said the tarkaan。
〃fifteen！〃 cried arsheesh in a voice that was something between a whine and a scream。
〃fifteen！ for the prop of my old age and the delight of my eyes！ do not mock my grey beard； tarkaan though you be。 my price is seventy。鈥�
at this point shasta got up and tiptoed away。 he had heard all he wanted； for he had open listened when men were bargaining in the village and knew how it was done。 he was quite certain that arsheesh would sell him in the end for something much more than fifteen crescents and much less than seventy； but that he and the tarkaan would take hours in getting to an agreement。
you must not imagine that shasta felt at all as you and i would feel if we had just overheard our parents talking about selling us for slaves。 for one thing； his life was already little better than slavery； for all he knew； the lordly stranger on the great horse might be kinder to him than arsheesh。 for another； the story about his own discovery in the boat had filled him with excitement and with a sense of relief。 he had often been uneasy because； try as he might； he had never been able to love the fisherman； and he knew that a boy ought to love his father。 and now； apparently； he was no relation to arsheesh at all。 that took a great weight off his mind。 〃why； i might be anyone！〃 he thought。 〃i might be the son of a tarkaan myself … or the son of the tisroc （may he live for ever） or of a god！鈥�
he was standing out in the grassy place before the cottage while he thought these things。
twilight was ing on apace and a star or two was already out； but the remains of the sunset could still be seen in the west。 not far away the strangers horse； loosely tied to an iron ring in the wall of the donkeys stable； was grazing。 shasta strolled over to it and patted its neck。 it went on tearing up the grass and took no notice of him。
then another thought came into shastas mind。 〃i wonder what sort of a man that tarkaan is；〃 he said out loud。 〃it would be splendid if he was kind。 some of the slaves in a great lords house have next to nothing to do。 they wear lovely clothes and eat meat every day。
perhaps hed take me to the wars and id save his life in a battle and then hed set me free and adopt me as his son and give me a palace and a chariot and a suit of armour。 but then he might be a horrid cruel man。 he might send me to work on the fields in chains。 i wish i knew。 how can i know？ i bet this horse knows； if only he could tell me。鈥�
the horse had lifted its head。 shasta stroked its smooth…as…satin nose and said； 〃i wish you could talk； old fellow。鈥�
and then for a second he thought he was dreaming； for quite distinctly； though in a low voice； the horse said； 〃but i can。鈥�
shasta stared into its great eyes and his own grew almost as big； with astonishment。
〃how ever did you learn to talk？〃 he asked。
〃hush！ not so loud；〃 replied the horse。 〃where i e from； nearly all the animals talk。鈥�
〃wherever is that？〃 asked shasta。
〃narnia；〃 answered the horse。 〃the happy land of narnia … narnia of the heathery mountains and the thymy downs； narnia of the many rivers； the plashing glens； the mossy caverns and the deep forests ringing with the hammers of the dwarfs。 oh the sweet air of narnia！ an hours life there is better than a thousand years in calormen。〃 it ended with a whinny that sounded very like a sigh。
〃how did you get here？〃 said shasta。
〃kidnapped；〃 said the horse。 〃or stolen； or captured whichever you like to call it。 i was only a foal at the time。 my mother warned me not to range the southern slopes； into archenland and beyond； but i wouldnt heed her。 and by the lions mane i have paid for my folly。 all these years i have been a slave to humans； hiding my true nature and pretending to be dumb and witless like their horses。鈥�
〃why didnt you tell them who you were？鈥�
〃not such a fool； thats why。 if theyd once found out i could talk they would have made a show of me at fairs and guarded me more carefully than ever。 my last chance of escape would have been gone。鈥�
〃and why …〃 began shasta； but the horse interrupted him。
〃now look；〃 it said； 〃we mustnt waste time on idle questions。 you want to know about my master the tarkaan anradin。 well； hes bad。 not too bad to me； for a war horse costs too much to be treated very badly。 but youd better be lying dead tonight than go to be a human slave in his house tomorrow。鈥�
〃then id better run away；〃 said shasta； turning very pale。
〃yes； you had；〃 said the horse。 〃but why not run away with me？鈥�
〃are you going to run away too？〃 said shasta。
〃yes； if youll e with me；〃 answered the horse。 〃this is the chance for both of us。
you see if i run away without a rider； everyone who sees me will say 〃stray horse〃 and be after me as quick as he can。 with a rider ive a chance to get through。 thats where you can help me。 on the other hand； you cant get very far on those two silly legs of yours （what absurd legs humans have！） without being overtaken。 but on me you can outdistance any other horse in this country。 thats where i can help you。 by the way； i suppose you know how to ride？鈥�
〃oh yes； of course；〃 said shasta。 〃at least； ive ridden the donkey。鈥�
〃ridden the what？〃 retorted the horse with extreme contempt。 （at least； that is what he meant。 actually it came out in a sort of neigh … 〃ridden the wha…ha…ha…ha… ha。〃 talking horses always bee more horsy in accent when they are angry。）
〃in other words；〃 it continued； 〃you cant ride。 thats a drawback。 ill have to teach you as we go along。 if you cant ride； can you fall？鈥�
〃i suppose anyone can fall；〃 said shasta。
〃1 mean can you fall and get up again without crying and mount again and fall again and yet not be afraid of falling？鈥�
〃i … ill try；〃 said shasta。 〃poor little beast；〃 said the horse in a gentler tone。 〃i forget youre only a foal。 well make a fine rider of you in time。 and now … we mustnt start until those two in the but are asleep。 meantime we can make our plans。 my tarkaan is on his way north to the great city； to tashbaan itself and the court of the tisroc …鈥�
〃i say；〃 put in shasta in rather a shocked voice； 〃oughtnt you to say ‘may he live for ever？鈥�
〃why？〃 asked the horse。 〃im a free narnian。 and why should i talk slaves and fools talk？ i dont want him to live for ever； and i know that hes not going to live for ever whether i want him to or not。 and i can see youre from the free north too。 no more of this southern jargon between you and me！ and now； back to our plans。 as i said； my human was on his way north to tashbaan。鈥�
〃does that mean wed better go to the south？鈥�
〃i think not；〃 said the horse。 〃you see； he thinks im dumb and witless like his other horses。 now if i really were； the moment i got loose id go back home to my stable and paddock； back to his palace which is two d