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were fitted with bridles and stirrups of braided cord. Not saddles; their diamond-shaped backs turned out to be comfortable enough without them. Lyra had ridden a bear, and Will had ridden a bicycle, but neither had ridden a horse, which was the closest comparison. However, riders of horses are usually in control, and the children soon found that they were not: the reins and the stirrups were go down to them," she said. "They en't going to hurt us."
Some of them had stopped, waiting. The leader moved ahead a little, trunk raised, and they could see how he propelled longed for a hot shower with plenty of soap, and for some clean clothes.
Lyra was watching the... whatever they were; they were very strange.
"Will," she called, "they're riding on wheels..."
But she said it uncertainly. He climbed back a little way up the slope and shaded his eyes to look. It was possible to see individuals now. The group, or herd, or gang, was about a dozen strong, and they were moving