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"Oh," said the Horse, looking up with its mouth full of grass,"I never thought of that. A free horse and a talking horse mustn' t steal, of course. But I think it' s all right. We' re prisoners and captives in enemy country. That money is booty, spoil. Besides, how are we to get any food for you without it ? I suppose, like all humans, you won' t eat natural food like grass and oats."
I can t.
"Ever tried ?"
"Yes,I have.I can't get it down at all.You couldn't either if you were me."
"You're rum little creatures, you humans," remarked Bree. When Shasta had finished his breakfast which was by far the nicest he had ever eaten, Bree said,"I think I 'll have a nice roll before we put on that saddle again."And he proceeded to do so.
"That's good. That's very good," he said, rubbing his back on the turf and waving all four legs in the air."You ought to have one too,Shasta," he snorted."It's most refreshing. "
But Shasta burst out laughing and said,"You do look funny when you're on your back !"
"I look nothing of the sort," said Bree. But then suddenly he rolled round on his side, raised his head and looked hard at Shasta,blowing a little.
"Does it really look funny ?" he asked in an anxious voice.