Children's stories; Fairy tales; Fantasy literature
One by one the creatures looked down again, and one by one they drew
back, each standing aside to glance at the next, as if to say, Now you
have a look. At last it came to the turn of the serpent with the long
body, the four short legs behind, and the little wings before. No
sooner had he poked his head through than he poked it farther
through--and farther, and farther yet, until there was little more than
his legs left in the dungeon. By that time he had got his head and
neck well into the passage beside Lina. Then his legs gave a great
waddle and spring, and he tumbled himself, far as there was betwixt
them, heels over head into the passage.
'That is all very well for you, Mr Legserpent!' thought Curdie to
himself; 'but what is to be done with the rest?' He had hardly time to
think it, however, before the creature's head appeared again through
the floor. He caught hold of the bar of iron to which Curdie's rope
was tied, and settling it securely across the narrowest part of the
irregular opening, held fast to it with his teeth. It was plain to
Curdie, from the universal hardness among them, that they must all, at
one time or another, have been creatures of the mines.
He saw at once what this one was after. The beast had planted his feet
firmly upon the floor of the passage, and stretched his long body up
and across the chasm to serve as a bridge for the rest. Curdie mounted
instantly upon his neck, threw his arms round him as far as they would
go, and slid down in ease and safety, the bridge just bending a little
as his weight glided over it. But he thought some of the creatures
would try the legserpent's teeth.
One by one the oddities followed, and slid down in safety. When they
seemed to be all landed, he counted them: there were but forty-eight.
Up the rope again he went, and found one which had been afraid to trust
himself to the bridge, and no wonder! for he had neither legs nor head
nor arms nor tail: he was just a round thing, about a foot in diameter,
with a nose and mouth and eyes on one side of the ball. He had made
his journey by rolling as swiftly as the fleetest of them could run.
The back of the legserpent not being flat, he could not quite trust
himself to roll straight and not drop into the gulf. Curdie took him
in his arms, and the moment he looked down through the hole, the bridge
made itself again, and he slid into the passage in safety, with
Ballbody in his bosom.
He ran first to the cellar to warn the girl not to be frightened at the
avengers of wickedness. Then he called to Lina to bring in her friends.
One after another they came trooping in, till the cellar seemed full of
them. The housemaid regarded them without fear.
'Sir,' she said, 'there is one of the pages I don't take to be a bad
fellow.'
'Then keep him near you,' said Curdie. 'And now can you show me a way
to the king's chamber not through the servants' hall?'
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