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id he do it？”
“Grabbed Miraz’s arm as it came down，”said Trumpkin，dancing with delight．“There’s a man for you ！ Uses his enemy’s 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 that？ I suppose he must．Comes of being a Knight and a High King．I suppose it is what Aslan would like．But that brute will be up again in a minute and then—”
But“that brute”never rose．The Lords Glozelle and S
