"I don't know him."
"I'm his son, though."
"And why should the goblins mind _you_, pray?"
"Because I don't mind them. I'm used to them."
"What difference does that make?"
"If you're not afraid of them, they're afraid of you. I'm not afraid of
them. That's all. But it's all that's wanted--up here, that is. It's a
different thing down there. They won't always mind that song even,
down
there. And if anyone sings it, they stand grinning at him awfully; and
if he gets frightened, and misses a word, or says a wrong one, they--oh!
don't they give it him!"
"What do they do to him?" asked Irene, with a trembling voice.
"Don't go frightening the princess," said the nurse.
Madhuri Noah
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