Before the sun set something did happen. Shasta was sitting in the shadow of one of the Tombs when he looked up and saw two horses coming towards him. Then his heart gave a great leap， for he recognized them as Bree and Hwin. But the next moment his heart went down into his toes again. There was no sign of Aravis. The Horses were being led by a strange man， an armed man pretty handsomely dressed like an upper slave in a great family. Bree and Hwin were no longer got up like pack.horses， but saddled and bridled. And what could it all mean？ “It’s a trap，” thought Shasta. “Somebody has caught Aravis and perhaps they‘vetortured her and she’s given the whole thing away. They want me to jump out and run up and speak to Bree and then I‘ll be caught too！ And yet if I don’t， I may be losing my only chance to meet the others. Oh I do wish I knew what had happened.” And he skulked behind the Tomb， looking out every few minutes， and wondering which was the least dangerous thing to do.
Aravis In Tashbaan
