THE RING
THE same moment her nurse came into the room, sobbing. When she saw her
sitting there, she started back with a loud cry of amazement and joy.
Then running to her, she caught her up in her arms and covered her dear
little face with kisses.
"My precious darling princess! where have you been? What has happened to
you? We've all been crying our eyes out, and searching the house from
top to bottom for you."
"Not quite from the top," thought Irene to herself; and she might have
added--"not quite to the bottom," perhaps, if she had known all. But the
one she would not, and the other she could not say.
"Oh, Lootie! I've had such a dreadful adventure!" she replied, and told
her all about the cat with the long legs, and how she ran out upon the
mountain, and came back again. But she said nothing of her grandmother
or her lamp.
"And there we've been searching for you all over the house for more than
an hour and a half!" exclaimed the nurse. "But that's no matter, now
we've got you! Only, princess, I must say," she added, her mood
changing, "what you ought to have done was to call for your own Lootie
to come and help you, instead of running out of the house, and up the
mountain, in that wild--I must say, foolish fashion."
"Well, Lootie," said Irene quietly, "perhaps if you had a big cat, all
legs, running at you, you mightn't exactly know which was the wisest
thing to do at the moment."
"I wouldn't run up the mountain, anyhow," returned Lootie.
"Not if you had time to think about it. But when those creatures came at
you that night on the mountain, you were so frightened yourself that you
lost your way home."
This put a stop to Lootie's reproaches. She had been on the point of
saying that the long-legged cat must have been a twilight fancy of the
princess's, but the memory of the horrors of that night, and of the
talking-to which the king had given her in consequence, prevented her
from saying that which after all she did not half believe--having a
strong suspicion that the cat was a goblin; for the fact was that she
knew nothing of the difference between the goblins and their creatures:
she counted them all just goblins.
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