In the night we went faster, because it was cold.

Many fell asleep on the backs of their beasts, and woke in the morning quite fresh.

None tumbled off.

Some rode shaggy, shambling bears, which yet made speed enough, going as fast as the elephants.
Others were mounted on different kinds of deer, and would have been racing all the way had I not prevented it.

Those atop of the hay on the elephants, unable to see the animals below them, would keep talking to them as long as they were awake.