the merrier. Curdie burst out laughing" at the sight of them.
"I never had such fun!" said the princess, her eyes twinkling and her pretty teeth shining. " How nice it must be to live in a cottage on the mountain!"
" It all depends on what kind your inside house is," said the mother.
" I know what you mean," said Irene. " That's the kind of thing my grandmother says."
By the time Peter returned, the storm was nearly over, but the streams were so fierce and so swollen, that it was not only out of the question for the princess to go down the mountain, but most dangerous for Peter even or Curdie to make the attempt in the gathering darkness.
"They will be dreadfully frightened about you," said Peter to the princess, " but we cannot help it. We must wait till the morning."
With Curdie's help, the fire was lighted at last, and the mother set about making their supper; and after supper they all told the princess stories till she grew sleepy. Then Curdie's mother laid her in Curdie's bed, which was in a tiny little
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