In the gloom a few horses turned to look at him.
This horse is 15 inches tall and turns its head to the left.
The horses were turning and running as if they meant to run back to Texas.
The two horses turned and disappeared back under the trees.
There the horse had turned under the hand of the rider.
The first horse turned and followed as its rider fell to the ground.
The horse turned its head and started to nip him.
He went right by that other horse turning for home.
When she stood back, the horse turned to her again, and snorted.
My horse went through them, turned swiftly, and started back.
