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

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Curdie's Clue                    171
to go home to bed. It was not long, however, before he began to feel bewildered. One after another he passed goblin-houses, caves that is, occupied by goblin families, and at length was sure they were many more than he had passed as he came. He had to use great caution to pass unseen—they lay so close together. Could his string have led him wrong? He still followed winding it, and still it led him into more thickly populated quarters, until he became quite uneasy, and indeed apprehensive; for although he was not afraid of the cobs, he was afraid of not finding his way out. But what could he do? It was of no use to sit down, and wait for the morning—the morning made no difference here. It was all dark, and always dark; and if his string failed him, he was helpless. He might even arrive within a yard of the mine, and never know it. Seeing he could do nothing better he would at least find where the end of his string was, and if possible how it had come to play him such a trick. He knew by the size of the ball, that he was getting pretty near the last of it, when he began to feel a tugging and pulling at it. What could it mean? Turning a sharp corner,
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