. The princess and the goblin . Come, and she still held out her arms. WOVEN AND THEN SPUN on a low chair by the side of the fire, with hands outstretchedto take her, but the princess hung back with a troubled smile. Why, whats the matter? asked her grandmother. Youhavent been doing anything wrong—I know that by yourface, though it is rather miserable. Whats the matter, mydear? And still she held out her arms. Dear grandmother, said Irene, Im not so sure that Ihavent done something wrong. I ought to have run up toyou at once when the long-legged cat came in at the window,instead of running out
. The princess and the goblin . Come, and she still held out her arms. WOVEN AND THEN SPUN on a low chair by the side of the fire, with hands outstretchedto take her, but the princess hung back with a troubled smile. Why, whats the matter? asked her grandmother. Youhavent been doing anything wrong—I know that by yourface, though it is rather miserable. Whats the matter, mydear? And still she held out her arms. Dear grandmother, said Irene, Im not so sure that Ihavent done something wrong. I ought to have run up toyou at once when the long-legged cat came in at the window,instead of running out on the mountain, and making myselfsuch a fright. You were taken by surprise, my child, and are not solikely to do it again. It is when people do wrong things will-fully that they are the more likely to do them again. Come. And still she held out her arms. But, grandmother, youre so beautiful and grand withyour crown on! and I am so dirty with mud and rain!—Ishould quite spoil your beautiful blue dress. With a merry little
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