Then panting, and mad with anger and fury, the horse rushed down the road.

John pulled hard on the bridle to keep him from stumbling.

He heard the two Austrians behind him shouting, and the one on horseback pursuing, but he did not look back.
When the horse had gone three or four hundred yards he pulled harder on the bit, and gradually turned him about in the road.

Then he raced him back up the hill, a most exhausting proceeding for any animal however strong.

Then the horse began to jump and kick again, but he could not shake off his incubus.