Curdie and His Mother

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I need not follow him farther in this night's adventures. He returned to his breakfast, satisfied that the goblins were mining in the direction of the palace - on so low a level that their intention must, he thought, be to burrow under the walls of the king's house, and rise up inside it - in order, he fully believed, to lay hands on the little princess, and carry her off for a wife to their horrid Harelip.