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something more on. Run, Curdie, my boy, and fetch anything you can lay your hands on, to keep the princess warm. We have a long ride before us." Curdie was gone in a moment, and soon returned with a great rich fur, and the news that dead goblins were tossing about in the current through the house. They had been caught in their own snare; instead of the mine they had flooded their own country, whence they were now swept up drowned. Irene shuddered, but the king held her close to his bosom. Then he turned to Sir Walter, and said-- "Bring Curdie's father and mother here." "I wish," said the king, when they stood before him, "to take your son with me. He shall enter my bodyguard at once, and wait further promotion." Peter and his wife, overcome, only murmured almost inaudible thanks. But Curdie spoke aloud. Madhuri Noah C:\Users\MNoah\Documents\The Princess and the Goblin1.docx Page 300 of 634