'
'I can't deny we are out of the mountain, and I should be very
ungrateful indeed to deny that you had brought me out of it.'
'I couldn't have done it but for the thread,' persisted Irene.
'That's the part I don't understand.'
'well, come along, and Lootie will get you something to eat. I am
sure you must want it very much.'
'Indeed I do. But my father and mother will be so anxious about
me, I must make haste - first up the mountain to tell my mother,
and then down into the mine again to let my father know.'
'Very well, Curdie; but you can't get out without coming this way,
and I will take you through the house, for that is nearest.'
They met no one by the way, for, indeed, as before, the people were
here and there and everywhere searching for the princess. When
they got in Irene found that the thread, as she had half expected,
went up the old staircase, and a new thought struck her. She
turned to Curdie and said:
'My grandmother wants me. Do come up with me and see her. Then
you will know that I have been telling you the truth. Do come - to
please me, Curdie.
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