When they came out into the daylight Edmund turned to the Dwarf very politely and said， “I‘ve got something to ask you. Kids like us don’t often have the chance of meeting a great warrior like you. Would you have a little fencing match with me？ It would be frightfully decent.”
“But， lad，” said Trumpkin， “these swords are sharp.”
“I know，” said Edmund. “But I‘ll never get anywhere near you and you’ll be quite clever enough to disarm me without doing me any damage.”
“It‘s a dangerous game，” said Trumpkin. “But since you make such a point of it， I’ll try a pass or two.”
