“It'sabouttwodays' journey, thewayyoucame,” saidPeter.“Forus, 'twalkalldayandnightlikeyouDwarfs.” Thenheturnedtotheothers.“WhatTrumpkincallsAslan''smarch, oralittleless, fromtheredowntotheFordsofBeruna—”
“Beruna'sBridge, wecallit,” saidTrumpkin.
“Therewasnobridgeinourtime,” saidPeter.“, , wecoulddothewholethinginadayandahalfperhaps.”
“Butrememberit'sallwoodsnow,” saidTrumpkin, “andthereareenemiestododge.”
“Lookhere,” saidEdmund, “needwegobythesamewaythatOurDearLittleFriendcame?”
“Nomoreofthat, yourMajesty, ifyouloveme,” saidtheDwarf.
“Verywell,” saidEdmund.“MayIsayourD.L.F.?”
“Oh, Edmund,” saidSusan.“Don'tkeeponathimlikethat.”
“That'sallright, lass—ImeanyourMajesty,” saidTrumpkinwithachuckle.“Ajibewon'traiseablister.” ('dalmostforgottenwhatitmeant.)
“AsIwassaying,” continuedEdmund, “weneedn''twerowalittlesouthtillwecometoGlasswaterCreekandrowupit? ThatbringsusupbehindtheHilloftheStoneTable, andwe'llbesafewhilewe', wecanbeattheheadofGlasswaterbeforedark, getafewhours' sleep, andbewithCaspianprettyearlytomorrow.”
“Whatathingitistoknowthecoast,” saidTrumpkin.“NoneofusknowanythingaboutGlasswater.”
“Whataboutfood?” askedSusan.
“Oh, we'llhavetodowithapples,” saidLucy.“Dolet''vedonenothingyet, andwe'vebeenherenearlytwodays.”
“Andanyway, noone'sgoingtohavemyhatforafishbasketagain,” saidEdmund.
(fortheywouldmeetnomorefreshwatertilltheylandedattheheadoftheCreek) , which, eveninruins, hadbeguntofeellikehomeagain.
