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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell: or the loud cracking of the whip, or both together, I cannot say,
but she gave a violent kick, and dashed off into a headlong gallop.
It was so sudden that Lady Anne was nearly unseated,
but she soon recovered herself. I gave a loud, shrill neigh for help;
again and again I neighed, pawing the ground impatiently,
and tossing my head to get the rein loose. I had not long to wait.
Blantyre came running to the gate; he looked anxiously about,
and just caught sight of the flying figure, now far away on the road.
In an instant he sprang to the saddle. I needed no whip, no spur,
for I was as eager as my rider; he saw it, and giving me a free rein,
and leaning a little forward, we dashed after them.
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