the creature. No one happening to see her, on she ran, unable to think
for fear, and ready to run anywhere to elude the awful creature with
the stilt-legs. Not daring to look behind her, she rushed straight out
of the gate, and up the mountain. It was foolish indeed--thus to run
farther and farther from all who could help her, as if she had been
seeking a fit spot for the goblin-creature to eat her in at his leisure;
but that is the way fear serves us: it always takes the side of the
thing that we are afraid of.
The princess was soon out of breath with running up hill; but she ran
on, for she