This time he ran it straight into the snake's throat. Pegasus flashed upward again. When Bellerophon looked back the terrible dragon lay still. A cloud of smoke rose slowly. Bellerophon and Pegasus came back down. They lay down to rest. At last Bellerophon reached over to pat the horse. How he wished he might keep him always!

"Pegasus," he cried, "you are the most beautiful horse in the world! You ought to be free to fly where you wish. I don't want to use the bridle on you, but we must kill the dragon. When we have killed it, I shall set you free." Bellerophon and Pegasus stay on the mountain top a few days longer.

Bellerophon had to throw his arm over his eyes. As the dragon made its leap, Pegasus sprang away. In a moment horse and rider were out of reach in the sky. Bellerophon patted his horse. "You saved us, Pegasus," he whispered. "But we must go back. We must kill the dragon." Down, down, they sailed again, straight at the dragon.

As soon as he did, the horse stopped fighting. Minerva's magic bridle turned the wild Pegasus into a tame and gentle horse. He sailed gently down to a mountain top. There he stood quietly. Bellerophon slid of his back. Bellerophon threw his arms around the horse's neck.

Pegasus did not want to leave him! "Pegasus!" he cried. He threw his arms around the horse's neck and hugged him. Gently the horse licked his face. Bellerophon was a great hero in Lycia. The king and the people were overjoyed to hear of the dragon's death.

Great clouds of hot smoke poured from the animal's mouths. Bellerophon spoke. "It's the dragon, Pegasus!" he cried. Pegasus gave a loud cry and leaped forward. The dragon rushed to meet him. Great flames now burst from all three mouths.

Minerva handed him a beautiful golden bridle. Bellerophon looked at her in surprise. "What shall I do with it?" he asked. "I have no horse." "Have you ever heard of the horse Pegasus?" "The wonderful horse with wings?"

Just as they were about to crash into him, Pegasus turned aside. They swept by so fast that Bellerophon could hardly see. As they turned he cut hard with his sharp sword. The dragon screamed. In the sky again, Bellerophon looked back.

He took the golden bridle from the horse's mouth. With one great leap the horse was gone. Bellerophon watched until he was a black dot in the sky. Then he rubbed his eyes. The black dot was growing larger! In a minute Pegasus was back. He came over to Bellerophon and laid his head on the man's shoulder.

Many years later Jupiter, the king of the gods, wanted to put Pegasus up in the sky. He sent a fly to sting the horse. When the fly stung Pegasus, he jumped. He jumped so suddenly Bellerophon fell off. Pegasus flew up into the sky. There, the Greeks said, he has been ever since.

"The dragon has been here, Pegasus," cried Bellerophon. "Go slowly now. We must find his hiding place. He must be near." They sailed slowly over some rough hills. Suddenly Bellerophon saw three clouds of smoke. They came from a big cave in the hills.

At last he landed lightly on the bank a few feet away. Bellerophon saw that the wings were shining silver. The horse bent over to drink. Bellerophon knew that this was his chance! He rose slowly and leaped upon the horse's back. He had no time to slip the golden bridle over the horse's head. He wrapped his arms around the horse's neck.

At last he landed lightly on the bank a few feet away. Bellerophon saw that the wings were shining silver. The horse bent over to drink. Bellerophon knew that this was his chance! He rose slowly and leaped upon the horse's back. He had no time to slip the golden bridle over the horse's head. He wrapped his arms around the horse's neck.

Most people laughed at him. They had not even heard of Pegasus. Many people thought Bellerophon was crazy. Day after day he went on asking the same question. At last, tired and hopeless, he stopped to rest. A little boy came running by. He stopped to look at the stranger. "Son," said Bellerophon, "you haven't seen a horse with wings, have you?"

Before Bellerophon could ask this question, Minerva was gone. The room grew dark again. Could he have dreamed all this? Then he felt the bridle in his hand. Early next morning he started out to find the wonderful horse. He asked everyone he met the same question. "Have you seen Pegasus, the horse with wings?"

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