faced him on the left。 peter had just shaken hands with edmund and the doctor; and was now walking down to the bat。 it was like the moment before the pistol goes at an important race; but very much worse。
〃i wish aslan had turned up before it came to this;〃 said trumpkin。
〃so do i;〃 said trufflehunter。 〃but look behind you。”
〃crows and crockery!〃 muttered the dwarf as soon as he had done so。 〃what are they?
huge people … beautiful people … like gods and goddesses and giants。 hundreds and thousands of them; closing in behind us。 what are they?”
〃its the dryads and hamadryads and silvans;〃 said trufflehunter。 〃aslan has waked them。”
〃humph!〃 said the dwarf。 〃thatll be very useful if the enemy try any treachery。 but it wont help the high king very much if miraz proves handier with his sword。”
the badger said nothing; for now peter and miraz were entering the lists from opposite ends; both on foot; both in chain shirts; with helmets and shields。 they advanced till they were close together。 both bowed and seemed to speak;; but it was impossible to hear what they said。 next moment; the two swords flashed in the sunlight。 for a second the clash could be heard but it was immediately drowned because both armies began shouting like crowds at a football match。
〃well done; peter; oh; well done!〃 shouted edmund as he saw miraz reel back a whole pace and a half。 〃follow it up; quick!〃 and peter did; and for a few seconds it looked as if the fight might be won。 but then miraz pulled himself together … began to make real use of his height and weight 〃miraz! miraz! the king! the king!〃 came the roar of the telmarines。 caspian and edmund grew white with sickening anxiety。
〃peter is taking some dreadful knocks;〃 said edmund。
〃hullo!〃 said caspian。 〃whats happening now?”
〃both falling apart;〃 said edmund。 〃a bit blown; expect。 watch。 ah; now theyre beginning again; more scientifically this time。 circling round and round; feeling each others defences。”
〃im afraid this miraz knows his work;〃 muttered the doctor。 but hardly had he said this when there was such a clapping and baying and throwing up of hoods among the old narnians that it was nearly deafening。
〃what was it? what was it?〃 asked the doctor。 〃my old eyes missed it。”
〃the high king has pricked him in the arm…pit;〃 said caspian; still clapping。 〃just where the arm…hole of the hauberk let the point through。 first blood。 〃its looking ugly again now; though;〃 said edmund。 〃peters not using his shield properly。 he must be hurt in the left arm。”
it was only too true。 everyone could see that peters shield hung limp。 the shouting of the telmarines redoubled。
〃youve seen more battles than i;〃 said caspian。 〃is there any chance now?”
〃precious little;〃 said edmund。 〃i suppose he might just do it。 with luck。”
〃oh; why did we let it happen at all?〃 said caspian。
suddenly all the shouting on both sides died down。 edmund was puzzled for a moment。
then he said; 〃oh; i see。 theyve both agreed to a rest。 e on; doctor。 you and i may be able to do something for the high king。 they ran down to the lists and peter came outside the ropes to meet them; his face red and sweaty; his chest heaving。
〃is your left arm wounded?〃 asked edmund。
〃its not exactly a wound;〃 peter said。 〃i got the weight of his shoulder on my shield … like a load of bricks and the rim of the shield drove into my wrist。 i dont think its broken; but it might be a sprain。 if you could tie it up very tight i think i could manage。”
while they were doing this; edmund asked anxiously。 〃what do you think of him; peter?”
〃tough;〃 said peter。 〃very tough。 i have a chance if can keep him on the hop till his weight and short wind e against him … in this hot sun too。 to tell the truth; i havent much chance else。 give my love to … to everyone at home; ed; if he gets me。 here he es into the lists again so long; old chap。 good…bye; doctor。 and i say; ed; say something specially nice to trumpkin。 hes been a brick。”
edmund couldnt speak。 he walked back with the doctor to his own lines with a sick feeling in his stomach。
but the new bout went well。 peter now seemed to be able to make some use of his shield; and he certainly made good use of his feet。 he was almost playing tig with miraz now; keeping out of range; shifting his ground; making the enemy work。
〃coward!〃 booed the telmarines。 〃why dont you stand up to him? dont you like it; eh?
thought youd e to fight; not dance。 yah!”
〃oh; i do hope he wont listen to them;〃 said caspian。
〃not he;〃 said edmund。 〃you dont know him … oh!〃 for miraz had got in a blow at last; on peters helmet。 peter staggered; slipped sideways; and fell on one knee。 the roar of the telmarines rose like the noise of the sea。 〃now; miraz;〃 they yelled。 〃now。 quick!
quick! kill him。〃 but indeed there was no need to egg the usurper on。 he was on top of peter already。 edmund bit his lips till the blood came; as the sword flashed down on peter。 it looked as if it would slash off his head。 thank heavens! it had glanced down his right shoulder。 the dwarf…wrought mail was sound and did not break。
〃great scott!〃 cried edmund。 〃hes up again。 peter; go it; peter。”
〃i couldnt see what happened;〃 said the doctor。 〃how did he do it?”
〃grabbed mirazs arm as it came down;〃 said trumpkin; dancing with delight。 〃theres a man for you! uses his enemys arm as a ladder。 the high king! the high king! up; old narnia!”
〃look;〃 said trufflehunter。 〃miraz is angry。 it is good。〃 they were certainly at it hammer and tongs now: such a flurry of blows that it seemed impossible for either not to be killed。
as the excitement grew; the shouting almost died away。 the spectators were holding their breath。 it was most horrible and most magnificent。
a great shout arose from the old narnians。 miraz was a down … not struck by peter; but face downwards; having tripped on a tussock。 peter stepped back; waiting for him to rise。
〃oh bother; bother; bother;〃 said edmund to himself。 〃need he be as gentlemanly as all that? i suppose he must。 es of being a knight and a high king。 i suppose it is w
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