A Children's Fantasy Book By George MacDonald - illustrated version.

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no                THE PRINCESS AND CURDIE.
turn now. The moment she saw her master in danger she seemed to go mad with rage. As the mastiff jumped at Curdie's throat, Lina flew at his, seized him with her tremendous jaws, gave one roaring grind, and he lay beside the bull-dog with his neck broken. They were the best dogs in the market, after the judgment of the butchers of Gwyntystorm. Down came their masters, knife in hand.
Curdie drew himself up fearlessly, mattock on shoulder, and awaited their coming, while at his heel his awful attendant showed not only her outside fringe of icicle-teeth, but a double row of right serviceable fangs she wore inside her mouth, and her green eyes flashed yellow as gold. The butchers not liking the look either of them or of the dogs at their feet, drew back, and began to remonstrate in the manner of outraged men.
" Stranger," said the first, " that bull-dog is mine.*
"Take him, then," said Curdie, indignant
"You've killed him!"
"Yes—else he would have killed me."
"That's no business of mine."
" No."
"That makes it the more mine, then."
"This sort of thing won't do, you know," said the other butcher.
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