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Updated: June 16, 2025
I am quite safe and well, and I did not hide myself for the sake either of amusing myself, or of troubling my people. Lootie, will you please to dress me. Curdie Comes to Grief Everything was for some time quiet above ground. The king was still away in a distant part of his dominions. The men-at-arms kept watching about the house.
After leading her up a good distance, the thread turned to the left, and down the path upon which she and Lootie had met Curdie. But she never thought of that, for now in the morning light, with its far outlook over the country, no path could have been more open and airy and cheerful.
'I don't see how I could manage that. They wouldn't let a miner boy like me have a word with her alone; and I couldn't tell her before that nurse of hers. She'd be asking ever so many questions, and I don't know how many the little princess would like me to answer. She told me that Lootie didn't know anything about her coming to get me out of the mountain.
It was a favourite amusement with her. There were many flowers up and down, and she loved them all, but the primroses were her favourites. 'They're not too shy, and they're not a bit forward, she would say to Lootie. There were goats too about, over the mountain, and when the little kids came she was as pleased with them as with the flowers.
Lootie only ran the faster. They had to pass the rock, and when they came nearer, the princess saw it was only a lump of the rock itself that she had taken for a man. 'Look, look, Lootie! There's such a curious creature at the foot of that old tree. Look at it, Lootie! It's making faces at us, I do think.
Without saying a word, for he knew no one would believe him any more than he had believed the princess, he followed the thread with his finger, contrived to give Lootie the slip, and was soon out of the house and on the mountainside surprised that, if the thread were indeed the grandmother's messenger, it should have led the princess, as he supposed it must, into the mountain, where she would be certain to meet the goblins rushing back enraged from their defeat.
'Tell me directly what you mean by it! screamed the nurse, half wild with anger at the princess and fright at the possible consequences to herself. 'When I tell you the truth, Lootie, said the princess, who somehow did not feel at all angry, 'you say to me "Don't tell stories": it seems I must tell stories before you will believe me. 'You are very rude, princess, said the nurse.
Nobody had missed them, or even known they had gone out; and they arrived at the door belonging to their part of the house without anyone seeing them. The nurse was rushing in with a hurried and not over-gracious good night to Curdie; but the princess pulled her hand from hers, and was just throwing her arms round Curdie's neck, when she caught her again and dragged her away. 'Lootie! Lootie!
'Oh, thank you, Curdie! said the princess, and stopped crying. 'Good night, Irene; good night, Lootie, said Curdie, and turned and was out of sight in a moment. 'I should like to see him! muttered the nurse, as she carried the princess to the nursery. 'You will see him, said Irene. 'You may be sure Curdie will keep his word. He's sure to come again.
She was just going to tap on the window and call him, for she wanted to tell him all about it, when she bethought herself that that might wake Lootie, and she would put her into her bed again. So she resolved to go to the window of another room, and call him from there. It was so much nicer to have somebody to talk to than to lie awake in bed with the burning pain in her hand.
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