. The princess and the goblin . e sun threw a shadowon the hillside; -and many an evening they were home a fullhour before the sunlight had left the weathercock on the it had not been for such behavior, Irene would by this timehave almost forgotten the goblins. She never forgot Curdie,but him she remembered for his own sake, and indeed wouldhave remembered him if only because a princess never for-gets her debts until they are paid. One splendid sunshiny day, about an hour after noon,Irene, who was playing on a lawn in the garden, heard thedistant blast of a bugle. She jumped up with
. The princess and the goblin . e sun threw a shadowon the hillside; -and many an evening they were home a fullhour before the sunlight had left the weathercock on the it had not been for such behavior, Irene would by this timehave almost forgotten the goblins. She never forgot Curdie,but him she remembered for his own sake, and indeed wouldhave remembered him if only because a princess never for-gets her debts until they are paid. One splendid sunshiny day, about an hour after noon,Irene, who was playing on a lawn in the garden, heard thedistant blast of a bugle. She jumped up with a cry of joy,for she knew by that particular blast that her father was on hisway to see her. This part of the garden lay on the slope ofthe hill, and allowed a full view of the country below. Soshe shaded her eyes with her hand, and looked far away tocatch the first glimpse of shining armor. In a few momentsa little troop came glittering round the shoulder of a hill. Spears and helmets were sparkling and gleamimg, banners [68]. In an instant she was on the saddle, and clasped inhis great strong arms. THE PRINCESSS KING-PAPA were flying, horses prancing, and again came the bugle-blast,which was to her like the voice of her father calling across thedistance, Irene, Im coming. On and on they came, untilshe could clearly distinguish the king. He rode a white horse,and was taller than any of the men with him. He wore anarrow circle of gold set with jewels around his helmet, andas he came still nearer, Irene could discern the flashing of thestones in the sun. It was a long time since he had been tosee her, and her little heart beat faster and faster as the shiningtroop approached, for she loved her king-papa very dearly,and was nowhere so happy as in his arms. When they reacheda certain point, after which she could see them no more fromthe garden, she ran to the gate, and there stood till up theycame clanging and stamping, with one more bright bugle-blast which said, Irene, I am com
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