While the queen and her party had encountered the men-at-arms, Harelip
with another company had gone off to search the house. They captured
every one they met, and when they could find no more, they hurried away
to carry them safe to the caverns below. But when the butler, who was
amongst them, found that their path lay through the wine cellar, he
bethought himself of persuading them to taste the wine, and, as he had
hoped, they no sooner tasted than they wanted more. The routed goblins,
on their way below, joined them, and when Curdie entered, they were all,
with outstretched hands, in which were vessels of every description,
from sauce-pan to silver cup, pressing around the butler, who sat at the
tap of a huge cask, filling and filling. Curdie cast one glance around
the place before commencing his attack, and saw in the farthest corner a
terrified group of the domestics unwatched, but cowering without courage
to attempt their escape. Amongst them was the terror-stricken face of
Lootie; but nowhere could he see the princess. Seized with the horrible
conviction that Harelip had already carried her off, he rushed amongst
them, unable for wrath to sing any more, but stamping and cutting with
greater fury than ever.
"Stamp on their feet; stamp on their feet!" he shouted, and in a moment
the goblins were disappearing through the hole in the floor like rats
and mice.
They could not vanish so fast, however, but that many more goblin feet
had to go limping back over the underground ways of the mountain that
morning.
Presently however they were reinforced from above by the king and his
party, with the redoubtable queen at their head. Finding Curdie again
busy amongst her unfortunate subjects, she rushed at him once more with
the rage of despair, and this time gave him a bad bruise on the foot.
Then a regular stamping fight got up between them, Curdie with the point
of his hunting knife keeping her from clasping her mighty arms about
him, as he watched his opportunity of getting once more a good stamp at
her skin-shod foot. But the queen was more wary as well as more agile
than hitherto.
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