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Title: The princess and Curdie
Year: 1908 (1900s)
Authors: MacDonald, George, 1824-1905
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Publisher: Philadelphia London : J.B. Lippincott
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
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kill the king,marry the princess to one of themselves, andfound a new dynasty; but whatever their pur-pose, there was treason in the palace of the worstsort: they were making and keeping the king in-capable, in order to effect that purpose. Thefirst thing to be seen to therefore was, that hismajesty should neither eat morsel nor drink dropof anything prepared for him in the palace.Could this have been managed without the prin-cess, Curdie would have preferred leaving her inignorance of the horrors from which he sought todeliver her. He feared also the danger of herknowledge betraying itself to the evil eyes abouther; but it must be risked—and she had alwaysbeen a wise child. Another thing was clear to him—that withsuch traitors no terms of honour were either bind-ing or possible, and that, short of lying, he mightuse any means to foil them. And he could notdoubt that the old princess had sent him expresslyto frustrate their plans. While he stood thinking thus with himself, the 190
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WITH A GREAT FAN OF PEACOCK FEATHERS SHE WOULD FAN HIMVERY SOFTLY COUNTER-PLOTTING princess was earnestly watching the king, withlooks of childish love and womanly tendernessthat went to Curdies heart. Now and then witha great fan of peacock feathers she would fanhim very softly; now and then, seeing a cloudbegin to gather upon the sky of his sleeping face,she would climb upon the bed, and bending tohis ear whisper into it, then draw back and watchagain—generally to see the cloud disperse. Inhis deepest slumber, the soul of the king lay opento the voice of his child, and that voice had powereither to change the aspect of his visions, or,which was better still, to breathe hope into hisheart, and courage to endure them. Curdie came near, and softly called her. I cant leave papa just yet, she returned, ina low voice. I will wait, said Curdie; but I want verymuch to say something. In a few minutes she came to him where hestood under the lamp. Well, Curdie, what is it? she said. Princess

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