They reached a broad flat, and the stallion gained with terrible insistence.
That night he was taking the stallion from one village to another.
The stallion, with foaming mouth, rushed on, with the lady clinging to him.
So we have discovered the source of the stallion's strength and beauty.
And it was proof of Nagger's quality that he did not have to veer from the stallion's course.
He was circling on the trail of the stallion, with cunning intent of ambush.
Slone watched the stallion in admiration and pity and exultation.
The wild, shrill, high-pitched, piercing whistle of a stallion!
But also it seemed the last place where there might be any chance to trap the stallion.
The slope was steep and soft, yet the stallion climbed up and up.