“Tough，” said Peter. “Very tough. I have a chance if can keep him on the hop till his weight and short wind come against him.in this hot sun too. To tell the truth， I haven‘t much chance else. Give my love to.to everyone at home， Ed， if he gets me. Here he comes into the lists again So long， old chap. Goodbye， Doctor. And I say， Ed， say something specially nice to Trumpkin. He’s been a brick.”
Edmund couldn‘t speak. He walked back with the Doctorto 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 don’t you stand up to him？ Don‘t you like it， eh？ Thought you’d come to fight， not dance. Yah！”
“Oh， I do hope he won‘t listen to them，” said Caspian.
