"But you needn't be afraid, you know. Your grandmother takes care of
you."
"Ah! you do believe in my grandmother then? I'm so glad! She made
me
think you would some day."
All at once Curdie remembered his dream, and was silent, thinking.
"But how did you come to be in my house, and me not know it?" asked
the
princess.
Then Curdie had to explain everything--how he had watched for her
sake,
how he had been wounded and shut up by the soldiers, how he heard
the
noises and could not rise, and how the beautiful old lady had come to
him, and all that followed.
"Poor Curdie! to lie there hurt and ill, and me never to know it!"
exclaimed the princess, stroking his rough hand. "I would not have
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