"You darling!" cried the lady, who was seated by a fire of red roses
mingled with white--"I've been waiting for you, and indeed getting a
little anxious about you, and beginning to think whether I had not
better go and fetch you myself."
As she spoke she took the little princess in her arms and placed her
upon her lap. She was dressed in white now, and looking if possible
more
lovely than ever.
"I've brought Curdie, grandmother. He wouldn't believe what I told
him,
and so I've brought him."
"Yes--I see him. He is a good boy, Curdie, and a brave boy. Aren't you
glad you have got him out?"
"Yes, grandmother. But it wasn't very good of him not to believe me
when
I was telling him the truth."
Madhuri Noah
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