Both the children unsaddled their Horses and the Horses had a little grass and Aravis produced rather nice things to eat from her saddle.bag. But Shasta sulked and said No thanks， and that he wasn’t hungry. And he tried to put on what he thought very grand and stiff manners， but as a fisherman‘s hut is not usually a good place for learning grand manners， the result was dreadful. And he half knew that it wasn’t a success and then became sulkier and more awkward than ever. Meanwhile the two horses were getting on splendidly. They remembered the very same places in Narnia.“the grasslands up above Beaversdam” and found that they were some sort of second cousins once removed. This made things more and more uncomfortable for the humans until at last Bree said， “And now， Tarkheena， tell us your story. And don‘t hurry it.I’m feeling comfortable now.”
