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Updated: June 16, 2025
'Oh! cried the nurse with a sigh that was almost a scream, and ran on faster than ever. 'Nursie! Lootie! I can't run any more. Do let us walk a bit. 'What am I to do? said the nurse. 'Here, I will carry you. She caught her up; but found her much too heavy to run with, and had to set her down again.
'How could you get under the clothes like that, and make us all fancy you were lost! And keep it up all day too! You are the most obstinate child! It's anything but fun to us, I can tell you! It was the only way the nurse could account for her disappearance. 'I didn't do that, Lootie, said Irene, very quietly. 'Don't tell stories! cried her nurse quite rudely.
Curdie cast one glance around the place before commencing his attack, and saw in the farthest corner a terrified group of the domestics unwatched, but cowering without courage to attempt their escape. Amongst them was the terror-stricken face of Lootie; but nowhere could he see the princess.
She would rub her eyes, and go away and say she felt queer, and forget half of it and more, and then say it had been all a dream. 'Just like me, said Irene, feeling very much ashamed of herself. 'Yes, a good deal like you, but not just like you; for you've come again; and Lootie wouldn't have come again. She would have said, No, no she had had enough of such nonsense.
I will give you one reason though why you couldn't find me. I didn't want you to find me. 'Why, please? 'Because I did not want Lootie to know I was here. 'But you told me to tell Lootie. 'Yes. But I knew Lootie would not believe you. If she were to see me sitting spinning here, she wouldn't believe me, either. 'Why? 'Because she couldn't.
Lootie was almost silly with terror, and, although scarcely able to walk would not leave Curdie's side for a single moment. Again he allowed the others to search the rest of the house where, except a dismayed goblin lurking here and there, they found no one while he requested Lootie to take him to the princess's room. She was as submissive and obedient as if he had been the king.
When it was too stormy to go out, and she had got tired of her toys, Lootie would take her about the house, sometimes to the housekeeper's room, where the housekeeper, who was a good, kind old woman, made much of her sometimes to the servants' hall or the kitchen, where she was not princess merely, but absolute queen, and ran a great risk of being spoiled.
The princess asked more questions, and Curdie, as they walked leisurely along, gave her a full account, not only of the character and habits of the goblins, so far as he knew them, but of his own adventures with them, beginning from the very night after that in which he had met her and Lootie upon the mountain.
He could not believe that she was deliberately telling stories, and the only conclusion he could come to was that Lootie had been playing the child tricks, inventing no end of lies to frighten her for her own purposes. 'But how ever did Lootie come to let you go into the mountains alone?'he asked. 'Lootie knows nothing about it. I left her fast asleep at least I think so.
'Not quite from the top, thought Irene to herself; and she might have added, 'not quite to the bottom', perhaps, if she had known all. But the one she would not, and the other she could not say. 'Oh, Lootie! I've had such a dreadful adventure! she replied, and told her all about the cat with the long legs, and how she ran out upon the mountain, and came back again.
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