1
Even the fagged horse pricked up his ears and looked ahead with interest.
2
He recognised him this time, waved a hand, and then called to his own fagged horse.
3
He had been too shrewd to ride a fagged horse home and leave him in the corral to tell the tale of night prowling, however.
4
The ground over which they were running was broken into holes and ditches, and the fagged horses floundered and pitched forward at every step.