Watership Down Page #2

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- I don't much like the look of things.

- We must get everyone.

That Toadflax fellow followed me

down the run.

It could mean the Owsla

has been turned out tonight.

Then the sooner we're off, the better.

It's the Owsla. They're coming.

- There aren't many of you left, are there?

- Bigwig? Are you off duty?

Off duty, and likely to remain off.

I've left the Owsla.

Fiver, I've been thinking about

what you said.

- We're leaving.

- Leaving? All of you? Where to?

We don't know exactly. But we're going.

- You're all under arrest!

- Under arrest?

- What do you mean?

- What for?

Spreading dissension, inciting to mutiny.

- There's a bad danger coming.

- It's not good.

You'll all come with me.

Is he alone?

I am captain of Owsla.

Go, now, or we'll kill you.

It's you who'll be killed.

- Bigwig!

- Yes, you know me.

- He'll come back with the Owsla soon.

- Right. Well, I think I'll come with you.

Hazel, we'll have to stop here.

Fiver and that other half-size, we're all in.

They need to rest.

He's right, Hazel.

Look. Once we're beyond the woods...

We'll really be clear of the Owsla.

We can rest then.

I've never been in a wood before, Hazel.

It looks dangerous.

Follow me.

A lendri!

This way.

- It had just killed. I saw blood on its lips.

- Lucky for us, it had.

Otherwise, it might have been quicker.

- We shall have to cross it.

- Cross it? Who's going to cross it?

- What do you want to cross it for?

- Are you sure about this?

Yes. But I don't think I can swim, Hazel.

I'm worn out.

- Pipkin is even worse off than me.

- We can't just sit here.

I know what we ought to be looking for.

A high, lonely place with dry soil...

Where we can see and hear all around,

and men hardly ever come.

- There's a dog loose in the wood.

- Well, that does it.

- A dog?

- Come on.

What do you think will happen

when he picks up our scent?

Those that can swim, swim.

The others will have to make out

the best they can.

That's not good enough.

We got into this together,

we'll get out of it together.

Hazel, look.

It floats.

That's it. That's it!

Fiver, get on, quickly.

Silver, Bigwig, get your nose under it.

Push it out.

Quickly!

Keep still!

- Are you all right?

- Of course.

That was a good idea of yours, Blackberry.

Yes. Let's try to remember it.

Might come in handy again.

- Does anyone know where we're going?

- Hazel does, I'm sure.

I've never seen anything like that before.

- The man-thing killed it.

- A man-thing?

A hrududu. It runs on it.

- The what?

- The hrududu.

- It runs on it?

- Yeah, faster than we can.

- It's dangerous, then. It could catch us.

- No, no.

It won't take any notice of us at all.

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