At last there was something different.a mass of rock sticking up out of the sand about fifty yards long and thirty feet high. It did not cast much shadow， for the sun was now very high， but it cast a little. Into that shade they crowded. There they ate some food and drank a little water. It is not easy giving a horse a drink out of a skin bottle， but Bree and Hwin were clever with their lips. No one had anything like enough. No one spoke. The Horses were flecked with foam and their breathing was noisy. The children were pale.
