“Sometimes," Halt continued, "we tend to expect a little too much of Ranger horses. After all, they are only human.” HumansLittlesSometimesToo MuchHorseHaltRangers Author:John Flanagan
“Halt shook his head. Frankly, he'd seen sacks of potatoes that could sit a horse better than Erak” HorsePotatoesHalt Author:John Flanagan
“Now," said Halt, "all I have to do is work out a way of beating these horse-riding devils." Erak grinned at him. "That should be child's play," he said. "The hard part will be convincing Ragnak about it.” WayShouldChildrenSaidHardPlayDevilHorseWork OutRidingConvincingHaltHorse Riding Author:John Flanagan
“Isn't that someone we know?" asked Horace. He pointed to where a cloaked figure sat by the side of the road a few hundred meters away, arms wrapped around his knees. Close by him, a small shaggy horse cropped the grass growing at the edge of the drainage ditch that ran beside the road. "So it is," Halt replied. "And he seems to have brought Will with him.” KnowsSeemsSidesGrowingFiguresArmsHundredHorseEdgesGrassKneesRanSatHaltMeterGrass GrowingDrainage Author:John Flanagan
“Maybe we should have gone with him," he said, a few minutes after his friend was lost to sight. "Three of us would make four times the noise he will," Halt said. Horace frowned, not quite understanding the equation. "Wouldn't three of us make three times the noise?" Halt shook his head. "Will and Tug will make hardly any noise. Neither will Abelard and I. But as for you and that moving earthquake you call a horse..." He gestured at Kicker and left the rest unsaid.” ShouldSaidMovingThreeLostLeftUnderstandingGoneFourMinutesShould HaveSightHorseNoiseEquationsThree TimesEarthquakesHaltUnsaidKickers Author:John Flanagan
“Would you have done that in his place? Would you have left him and gone on?" "Of course I would!" Halt replied immediately. But something in his voice rang false and Horse looked at him, raising one eyebrow. He'd waited a long time for an opportunity to use that expression of disbelief on Halt. After a pause, the Ranger's anger subsided. "All right. Perhaps I wouldn't," he admitted. Then he glared at Horace. "And stop raising that eyebrow on me. You can't even do it properly. Your other eyebrow moves with it!” LongDoneUseMovingCoursesOpportunityLeftVoiceGoneExpressionLong TimeHorsePausesEyebrowsDisbeliefHaltRangers Author:John Flanagan
“Gorlog's teeth!" Erak exclaimed, stunned at the numbers. "How many are there?" "Ten thousand, maybe twelve," Halt replied briefly. The Skandian let out a low whistle. "Are you sure? How can you tell?" It wasn't a sensible question, but Erak was overwhelmed by the size of the horse herd and he asked the question more for something to say than for any other reason. Halt looked at him dryly. "It's an old calvary trick," he said. "You count the legs and divide by four.” SaidReasonNumbersFourThousandTenLowsHorseSizeLegsTricksTeethDividesSensibleTwelveOverwhelmedHerdsHaltStunnedCalvary Author:John Flanagan
“You spoil your horse, Halt said. Will glanced at him. You spoil yours. Halt considered the thought, then nodded. That's true.” SaidHorseSpoilHalt Author:John Flanagan
“Halt! How are you? What have you been doing? Where's Abelard? How's Crowley? What's this all about?" "I'm glad to see you rate my horse more important than our Corps Commandant," Halt said, one eyebrow rising in the expression that Will knew so well. Early in their relationship, he had thought it was an expression of displeasure. He had learned years ago that it was, for Halt, the equivalent of a smile.” YearsWellsSaidImportantExpressionYears AgoHorseRateGladRisingEyebrowsHaltDispleasure Author:John Flanagan