Edmund, meanwhile, had been having a very disappointing time. When the dwarf went to get the sledge ready, he expected the witch to start being nice to him, as she had been at their last meeting. But she said nothing at all. And when Edmund finally said, “Please, your Majesty, could I have some Turkish Delight? You - you – said -” she answered, “Silence, fool!” Then she seemed to change her mind and said to herself “But it will not do to have the brat fainting on the way,” and clapped her hands again. Another dwarf appeared.