subject and
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chamberlain? Or shall I call the lord chancellor?' he
added, rising.
'There is no need. I have the very highest opinion of your
judgement, my lord,' answered the king; 'that is, with respect to
means: we might
differ as to ends.'
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chamberlain made yet further attempts at
persuasion; but
they grew
feebler and
feebler, and he was at last compelled to
retire without having gained his object. And well might his
annoyance be keen! For that paper was the king's will, drawn up by
the attorney-general; nor until they had the king's
signature to it
was there much use in venturing farther. But his worst sense of
discomfiture arose from
finding the king with so much capacity
left, for the doctor had pledged himself so to
weaken his brain
that he should be as a child in their hands,
incapable of refusing
anything requested of him: His Lordship began to doubt the doctor's
fidelity to the conspiracy.
The
princess was in high delight. She had not for weeks heard so
many words, not to say words of such strength and reason, from her
father's lips: day by day he had been growIng weaker and more
lethargic. He was so much exhausted, however, after this effort,
that he asked for another piece of bread and more wine, and fell
fast asleep the moment he had taken them.
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chamberlain sent in a rage for Dr Kelman. He came, and
while professing himself
unable to understand the symptoms
described by His Lordship, yet pledged himself again that on the
morrow the king should do
whatever was required of him.
The day went on. When His Majesty was awake, the
princess read to
him - one storybook after another; and
whatever she read, the king
listened as if he had never heard anything so good before, making
out in it the wisest meanings. Every now and then he asked for a
piece of bread and a little wine, and every time he ate and drank
he slept, and every time he woke he seemed better than the last
time. The
princessbearing her part, the loaf was eaten up and the
flagon emptied before night. The
butler took the flagon away, and
brought it back filled to the brim, but both were thirsty and
hungry when Curdie came again.
Meantime he and Lina, watching and waking
alternately, had plenty
of sleep. In the afternoon, peeping from the
recess, they saw
several of the servants enter
hurriedly, one after the other, draw
wine, drink it, and steal out; but their business was to take care
of the king, not of his
cellar, and they let them drink. Also,
when the
butler came to fill the flagon, they restrained
themselves, for the villain's fate was not yet ready for him. He
looked
terribly frightened, and had brought with him a large candle
and a small terrier - which latter indeed threatened to be
troublesome, for he went roving and sniffing about until he came to
the
recess where they were. But as soon as he showed himself, Lina
opened her jaws so wide, and glared at him so
horribly, that,
without even uttering a
whimper, he tucked his tail between his
legs and ran to his master. He was
drawing the
wicked wine at the
moment, and did not see him, else he would
doubtless have run too.
When suppertime approached, Curdie took his place at the door into
the servants' hall; but after a long hour's vain watch, he began to
fear he should get nothing: there was so much idling about, as well
as coming and going. it was hard to bear -
chiefly from the
attractions of a splendid loaf, just fresh out of the oven, which
he longed to secure for the king and
princess. At length his
chance did arrive: he pounced upon the loaf and carried it away,
and soon after got hold of a pie.
This time, however, both loaf and pie were missed. The cook was
called. He declared he had provided both. One of themselves, he
said, must have carried them away for some friend outside the
palace. Then a housemaid, who had not long been one of them, said
she had seen someone like a page
running in the direction of the
cellar with something in his hands. Instantly all turned upon the
pages, accusing them, one after another. All denied, but nobody
believed one of them: Where there is no truth there can be no
faith.
To the
cellar they all set out to look for the
missing pie and
loaf. Lina heard them coming, as well she might, for they were
talking and quarrelling loud, and gave her master
warning. They
snatched up everything, and got all signs of their presence out at
the back door before the servants entered. When they found
nothing, they all turned on the
chambermaid, and accused her, not
only of lying against the pages, but of having taken the things
herself. Their language and behaviour so disgusted Curdie, who
could hear a great part of what passed, and he saw the danger of
discovery now so much increased, that he began to
devise how best
at once to rid the palace of the whole pack of them. That,
however, would be small gain so long as the
treacherous officers of
state continued in it. They must be first dealt with. A thought
came to him, and the longer he looked at it the better he liked it.
As soon as the servants were gone, quarrelling and accusing all the
way, they returned and finished their supper. Then Curdie, who had
long been satisfied that Lina understood almost every word he said,
communicated his plan to her, and knew by the wagging of her tail
and the flashing of her eyes that she comprehended it. Until they
had the king safe through the worst part of the night, however,
nothing could be done.
They had now merely to go on
waiting where they were till the
household should be asleep. This
waiting and
waiting was much the
hardest thing Curdie had to do in the whole affair. He took his
mattock and, going again into the long passage, lighted a candle
end and proceeded to examine the rock on all sides. But this was
not merely to pass the time: he had a reason for it. When he broke
the stone in the street, over which the baker fell, its appearance
led him to pocket a
fragment for further
examination; and since
then he had satisfied himself that it was the kind of stone in
which gold is found, and that the yellow particles in it were pure
metal. If such stone existed here in any plenty, he could soon
make the king rich and independent of his ill-conditioned subjects.
He was
therefore now bent on an
examination of the rock; nor had he
been at it long before he was persuaded that there were large
quantities of gold in the half-crystalline white stone, with its
veins of opaque white and of green, of which the rock, so far as he
had been able to
inspect it, seemed almost entirely to consist.
Every piece he broke was spotted with particles and little lumps of
a lovely
greenish yellow - and that was gold. Hitherto he had
worked only in silver, but he had read, and heard talk, and knew,
therefore, about gold. As soon as he had got the king free of
rogues and villains, he would have all the best and most honest
miners, with his father at the head of them, to work this rock for
the king.
It was a great delight to him to use his mattock once more. The
time went quickly, and when he left the passage to go to the king's
chamber, he had already a good heap of
fragments behind the broken
door.
CHAPTER 23
Dr Kelman
As soon as he had reason to hope the way was clear, Curdie ventured
softly into the hall, with Lina behind him. There was no one
asleep on the bench or floor, but by the fading fire sat a girl
weeping. It was the same who had seen him carrying off the food,
and had been so hardly used for
saying so. She opened her eyes
when he appeared, but did not seem frightened at him.
'I know why you weep,' said Curdie, 'and I am sorry for you.'
'It is hard not to be believed just because one speaks the truth,'
said the girl, 'but that seems reason enough with some people. My
mother taught me to speak the truth, and took such pains with me
that I should find it hard to tell a lie, though I could invent
many a story these servants would believe at once; for the truth is
a strange thing here, and they don't know it when they see it.
Show it them, and they all stare as if it were a
wicked lie, and
that with the lie yet warm that has just left their own mouths!
You are a stranger,' she said, and burst out
weeping afresh, 'but
the stranger you are to such a place and such people the better!'
'I am the person,' said Curdie, whom you saw carrying the things
from the supper table.' He showed her the loaf. 'If you can
trust, as well as speak the truth, I will trust you. Can you trust
me?'
She looked at him
steadily for a moment.
'I can,' she answered.
'One thing more,' said Curdie: 'have you courage as well as truth?'
'I think so.'
'Look my dog in the face and don't cry out. Come here, Lina.'
Lina obeyed. The girl looked at her, and laid her hand on Lina's
head.
'Now I know you are a true woman,' said curdie. 'I am come to set
things right in this house. Not one of the servants knows I am
here. Will you tell them tomorrow morning that, if they do not
alter their ways, and give over drinking, and lying, and stealing,
and unkindness, they shall every one of them be
driven from the
palace?'
'They will not believe me.'
'Most likely; but will you give them the chance?'
'I will.'
'Then I will be your friend. Wait here till I come again.'
She looked him once more in the face, and sat down.
When he reached the royal
chamber, he found His Majesty awake, and
very
anxiously expecting him. He received him with the utmost
kindness, and at once, as it were, put himself in his hands by
telling him all he knew
concerning the state he was in. His voice
was
feeble, but his eye was clear, although now and then his words
and thoughts seemed to
wander. Curdie could not be certain that
the cause of their not being intelligible to him did not lie in
himself. The king told him that for some years, ever since his
queen's death, he had been losing heart over the
wickedness of his
people. He had tried hard to make them good, but they got worse
and worse. Evil teachers, unknown to him, had crept into the
schools; there was a general decay of truth and right principle at
least in the city; and as that set the example to the nation, it
must spread.
The main cause of his
illness was the despondency with which the
degeneration of his people
affected him. He could not sleep, and
had terrible dreams; while, to his
unspeakable shame and distress,
he doubted almost everybody. He had striven against his suspicion,
but in vain, and his heart was sore, for his courtiers and
councillors were really kind; only he could not think why none of
their ladies came near his
princess. The whole country was
discontented, he heard, and there were signs of
gathering storm
outside as well as inside his borders. The master of the horse
gave him sad news of the insubordination of the army; and his great
white horse was dead, they told him; and his sword had lost its
temper: it bent double the last time he tried it! - only perhaps
that was in a dream; and they could not find his
shield; and one of
his spurs had lost the rowel.
Thus the poor king went
wandering in a maze of sorrows, some of
which were
purelyimaginary, while others were truer than he
understood. He told how
thieves came at night and tried to take
his crown, so that he never dared let it out of his hands even when
he slept; and how, every night, an evil demon in the shape of his
physician came and poured
poison down his
throat. He knew it to be
poison, he said, somehow, although it tasted like wine.
Here he stopped, faint with the
unusualexertion of talking.
Curdie seized the flagon, and ran to the wine
cellar.
In the servants' hall the girl still sat by the fire,
waiting for
him. As he returned he told her to follow him, and left her at the
chamber door until he should
rejoin her. When the king had had a
little wine, he informed him that he had already discovered certain
of His Majesty's enemies, and one of the worst of them was the
doctor, for it was no other demon than the doctor himself who had