gentlemen.'
'Yes, that we will, Curdie!' said the
princess. 'And next summer
we'll come back and see you wear it, Curdie's mother,' she added.
'Shan't we, king-papa?'
'Yes, my love; I hope so,' said the king.
Then turning to the miners, he said:
'Will you do the best you can for my servants tonight? I hope they
will be able to return to the house tomorrow.'
The miners with one voice promised their hospitality.
Then the king commanded his servants to mind
whatever Curdie should
say to them, and after shaking hands with him and his father and
mother, the king and the
princess and all their company rode away
down the side of the new
stream, which had already devoured half
the road, into the
starry night.
CHAPTER 32
The Last Chapter
All the rest went up the mountain, and separated in groups to the
homes of the miners. Curdie and his father and mother took Lootie
with them. And the whole way a light, of which all but Lootie
understood the
origin, shone upon their path. But when they looked
round they could see nothing of the
silvery globe.
For days and days the water continued to rush from the doors and
windows of the king's house, and a few
goblin bodies were swept out
into the road.
Curdie saw that something must be done. He spoke to his father and
the rest of the miners, and they at once proceeded to make another
outlet for the waters. By
setting all hands to the work,
tunnelling here and building there, they soon succeeded; and having
also made a little
tunnel to drain the water away from under the
king's house, they were soon able to get into the wine cellar,
where they found a
multitude of dead
goblins - among the rest the
queen, with the skin-shoe gone, and the stone one fast to her ankle
- for the water had swept away the barricade, which prevented the
men-at-arms from following the
goblins, and had greatly widened the
passage. They built it
securely up, and then went back to their
labours in the mine.
A good many of the
goblins with their creatures escaped from the
inundation out upon the mountain. But most of them soon left that
part of the country, and most of those who remained grew milder in
character, and indeed became very much like the Scotch brownies.
Their skulls became softer as well as their hearts, and their feet
grew harder, and by degrees they became friendly with the
inhabitants of the mountain and even with the miners. But the
latter were
merciless to any of the cobs' creatures that came in
their way, until at length they all but disappeared.
The rest of the history of The Princess and Curdie must be kept for
another volume.
End