interrupted by many questions concerning things she had not
explained.
But her tale, as he did not believe more than half of it, left
everything as unaccountable to him as before, and he was nearly as
much
perplexed as to what he must think of the princess. He could not
believe
that she was deliberately telling stories, and the only conclusion he
could come to was that Lootie had been playing the child tricks,
inventing no end of lies to frighten her for her own purposes.
"But how ever did Lootie come to let you go into the mountain alone?"
he
asked.
"Lootie knows nothing about it. I left her fast asleep--at least I think
so. I hope my grandmother won't let her get into trouble, for it wasn't
her fault at all, as my grandmother very well knows."
"But how did you find your way to me?" persisted Curdie.
"I told you already," answered Irene;--"by keeping my finger upon my
grandmother's thread, as I am doing now."
Madhuri Noah
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