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Updated: June 16, 2025
He sat for a good while thinking. There was no sound to be heard except that of a little stream which ran merrily out of an opening in the rock by where they sat, and sped away down the hill through the garden. Then he rose and, leaving Irene where she was, went into the house and sent for Lootie, with whom he had a talk that made her cry.
It was against express orders to be out with the princess one moment after the sun was down; and they were nearly a mile up the mountain! If His Majesty, Irene's papa, were to hear of it, Lootie would certainly be dismissed; and to leave the princess would break her heart. It was no wonder she ran. But Irene was not in the least frightened, not knowing anything to be frightened at.
'Yes, grandmother. I will take such care of it! But she added, hesitating. 'But what? asked her grandmother. 'What am I to say when Lootie asks me where I got it? 'You will ask her where you got it, answered the lady smiling. 'I don't see how I can do that. 'You will, though. 'Of course I will, if you say so. But, you know, I can't pretend not to know. 'Of course not.
There was a little winding path up to the top of the rock, and on top another seat; but they sat on the seat at its foot because the sun was hot; and there they talked together of many things. At length the king said: 'You were out late one evening, Irene. 'Yes, papa. It was my fault; and Lootie was very sorry. 'I must talk to Lootie about it, said the king.
If you will give me one hand, Lootie will give me another, and then I shall get on famously. They soon had her between them, holding a hand of each. 'Now let's run, said the nurse. 'No, no! said the little miner. 'That's the worst thing you can do. If you hadn't run before, you would not have lost your way. And if you run now, they will be after you in a moment.
The room feels close: I will open the window a little. The evening is mild: it won't hurt you. 'There's no fear of that, Lootie, said Irene, wishing she had put off going for the tea till it was darker, when she might have made her attempt with every advantage.
But the mist was not of such a dark dingy grey; there was light in it; and as the hours went on it grew brighter and brighter, until it was almost too brilliant to look at; and late in the afternoon the sun broke out so gloriously that Irene clapped her hands, crying: 'See, see, Lootie! The sun has had his face washed. Look how bright he is! Do get my hat, and let us go out for a walk.
But when Lootie saw the eyes of her dear princess going in search of another instead of her, she fell upon her knees by the bedside, and burst into a great cry of distress. 'I think, Sir Walter, said the princess, 'I will keep Lootie. But I put myself under your care; and you need not trouble my king-papa until I speak to you again. Will you all please to go away?
'Are those horrid creatures gone? asked the princess, remembering first what had terrified her in the morning. 'You naughty, naughty little princess! cried Lootie. Her face was very pale, with red streaks in it, and she looked as if she were going to shake her; but Irene said nothing only waited to hear what should come next.
Curdie is much farther on than Lootie, and you will see what will come of it. But in the meantime you must be content, I say, to be misunderstood for a while. We are all very anxious to be understood, and it is very hard not to be. But there is one thing much more necessary. 'What is that, grandmother? 'To understand other people. 'Yes, grandmother.
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