'Yes, mother. Only I'm dreadfully hungry. Do let me have some
breakfast first. They ought to have listened to me, and then they
wouldn't have been taken by surprise as they were.'
'That is true, Curdie; but it is not for you to blame them much. You
remember?'
'Yes, mother, I do. Only I must really have something to eat.'
'You shall, my boy--as fast as I can get it,' said his mother, rising
and setting the princess on her chair.
But before his breakfast was ready, Curdie jumped up so suddenly as to
startle both his companions.
'Mother, mother!' he cried, 'I was forgetting. You must take the
princess home yourself. I must go and wake my father.'
Without a word of explanation, he rushed to the place where his father
was sleeping. Having thoroughly roused him with what he told him he
darted out of the cottage.
CHAPTER 29
Masonwork
He had all at once remembered the resolution of the goblins to carry
out their second plan upon the failure of the first. No doubt they
were already busy, and the mine was therefore in the greatest danger of
being flooded and rendered useless--not to speak of the lives of the
miners.
When he reached the mouth of the mine, after rousing all the miners
within reach, he found his father and a good many more just entering.
They all hurried to the gang by which he had found a way into the
goblin country. There the foresight of Peter had already collected a
great many blocks of stone, with cement, ready for building up the weak
place--well enough known to the goblins. Although there was not room
for more than two to be actually building at once, they managed, by
setting all the rest to work in preparing the cement and passing the
stones, to finish in the course of the day a huge buttress filling the
whole gang, and supported everywhere by the live rock. Before the hour
when they usually dropped work, they were satisfied the mine was secure.
They had heard goblin hammers and pickaxes busy all the time, and at
length fancied they heard sounds of water they had never heard before.
But that was otherwise accounted for when they left the mine, for they
stepped out into a tremendous storm which was raging all over the
mountain. The thunder was bellowing, and the lightning lancing out of
a huge black cloud which lay above it and hung down its edges of thick
mist over its sides. The lightning was breaking out of the mountain,
too, and flashing up into the cloud. From the state of the brooks, now
swollen into raging torrents, it was evident that the storm had been
storming all day.
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