Children's stories; Fairy tales; Fantasy literature
'Much good that would do, Curdie! I don't say there are no cases in
which it would be of use, but they are very rare and peculiar cases,
and if such come you will know them. To such a person there is in
general no insult like the truth. He cannot endure it, not because he
is growing a beast, but because he is ceasing to be a man. It is the
dying man in him that it makes uncomfortable, and he trots, or creeps,
or swims, or flutters out of its way--calls it a foolish feeling, a
whim, an old wives' fable, a bit of priests' humbug, an effete
superstition, and so on.'
'And is there no hope for him? Can nothing be done? It's so awful to
think of going down, down, down like that!'
'Even when it's with his own will?'
'That's what seems to me to make it worst of all,' said Curdie.
'You are right,' answered the princess, nodding her head; 'but there is
this amount of excuse to make for all such, remember--that they do not
know what or how horrid their coming fate is. Many a lady, so delicate
and nice that she can bear nothing coarser than the finest linen to
touch her body, if she had a mirror that could show her the animal she
is growing to, as it lies waiting within the fair skin and the fine
linen and the silk and the jewels, would receive a shock that might
possibly wake her up.'
'Why then, ma'am, shouldn't she have it?'
The princess held her peace.
'Come here, Lina,' she said after a long pause.
From somewhere behind Curdie, crept forward the same hideous animal
which had fawned at his feet at the door, and which, without his
knowing it, had followed him every step up the dove tower. She ran to
the princess, and lay down flat at her feet, looking up at her with an
expression so pitiful that in Curdie's heart it overcame all the
ludicrousness of her horrible mass of incongruities. She had a very
short body, and very long legs made like an elephant's, so that in
lying down she kneeled with both pairs. Her tail, which dragged on the
floor behind her, was twice as long and quite as thick as her body.
Her head was something between that of a polar bear and a snake. Her
eyes were dark green, with a yellow light in them. Her under teeth
came up like a fringe of icicles, only very white, outside of her upper
lip. Her throat looked as if the hair had been plucked off. It showed
a skin white and smooth.
'Give Curdie a paw, Lina,' said the princess.
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