Children's stories; Fairy tales; Fantasy literature
Suddenly, just as he was sinking beneath the waves of slumber, he awoke
in fierce pain. The birds were upon him--all over him--and had begun
to tear him with beaks and claws. He had but time, however, to feel
that he could not move under their weight, when they set up a hideous
screaming, and scattered like a cloud. Lina was among them, snapping
and striking with her paws, while her tail knocked them over and over.
But they flew up, gathered, and descended on her in a swarm, perching
upon every part of her body, so that he could see only a huge misshapen
mass, which seemed to go rolling away into the darkness. He got up and
tried to follow, but could see nothing, and after wandering about
hither and thither for some time, found himself again beside the
hawthorn. He feared greatly that the birds had been too much for Lina,
and had torn her to pieces. In a little while, however, she came
limping back, and lay down in her old place. Curdie also lay down,
but, from the pain of his wounds, there was no sleep for him. When the
light came he found his clothes a good deal torn and his skin as well,
but gladly wondered why the wicked birds had not at once attacked his
eyes. Then he turned, looking for Lina. She rose and crept to him.
But she was in far worse plight than he--plucked and gashed and torn
with the beaks and claws of the birds, especially about the bare part
of her neck, so that she was pitiful to see. And those worst wounds
she could not reach to lick.
'Poor Lina!' said Curdie, 'you got all those helping me.'
She wagged her tail, and made it clear she understood him. Then it
flashed upon Curdie's mind that perhaps this was the companion the
princess had promised him. For the princess did so many things
differently from what anybody looked for! Lina was no beauty
certainly, but already, the first night, she had saved his life.
'Come along, Lina,' he said, 'we want water.'
She put her nose to the earth, and after snuffing for a moment, darted
off in a straight line. Curdie followed. The ground was so uneven,
that after losing sight of her many times, at last he seemed to have
lost her altogether. In a few minutes, however, he came upon her
waiting for him. Instantly she darted off again. After he had lost and
found her again many times, he found her the last time lying beside a
great stone. As soon as he came up she began scratching at it with her
paws. When he had raised it an inch or two, she shoved in first her
nose and then her teeth, and lifted with all the might of her neck.
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