No rabbit could have bolted more instantly and fleetly.
'I'll teach you,' said the furious Pretenderette, preparing to alight.
She looked down to find a soft place to jump on.

And then she saw that every blade of grass was a tiny spear of steel, and every spear was pointed at her.

She made the Hippogriff take her to another glade--more little steel spears.

To the rainbow sands--but on looking at them she saw that they were quivering quicksands.

Wherever green grass had grown the spears now grew; and wherever the sand was it was a terrible trap of quicksand.