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"Why, how ever did you come here, Irene?" "My great-great-grandmother sent me; and I think I've found out why. You can't get out, I suppose?" "No, I can't. What are you doing?" "Clearing away a huge heap of stones." "There's a princess!" exclaimed Curdie, in a tone of delight, but still speaking in little more than a whisper. "I can't think how you got here, though." "My grandmother sent me after her thread." "I don't know what you mean," said Curdie; "but so you're there, it doesn't much matter." "Oh, yes it does!" returned Irene. "I should never have been here but for her." Madhuri Noah C:\Users\MNoah\Documents\The Princess and the Goblin1.docx Page 200 of 634