<h2>CHAPTER XXXI</h2>
<div class='chaptertitle'>THE SUBTERRANEAN WATERS</div>
<div class='cap'>THE king's harper, who always formed a part of his escort,
was chanting a ballad which he made as he went
on playing on his instrument—about the princess and
the goblins, and the prowess of Curdie, when all at once he
ceased, with his eyes on one of the doors of the hall. Thereupon
the eyes of the king and his guests turned thitherward
also. The next moment, through the open doorway came the
princess Irene. She went straight up to her father, with her
right hand stretched out a little sideways, and her forefinger,
as her father and Curdie understood, feeling its way along the
invisible thread. The king took her on his knee, and she said
in his ear—</div>
<p>"King-papa, do you hear that noise?"</p>
<p>"I hear nothing," said the king.</p>
<p>"Listen," she said, holding up her forefinger.</p>
<p>The king listened, and a great stillness fell upon the company.
Each man, seeing that the king listened, listened also,
and the harper sat with his harp between his arms, and his
fingers silent upon the strings.</p>
<p>"I do hear a noise," said the king at length—"a noise as of
distant thunder. It is coming nearer and nearer. What can
it be?"</p>
<p>They all heard it now, and each seemed ready to start to his<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_197" id="Page_197">[197]</SPAN></span>
feet as he listened. Yet all sat perfectly still. The noise came
rapidly nearer.</p>
<p>"What can it be?" said the king again.</p>
<p>"I think it must be another storm coming over the mountain,"
said Sir Walter.</p>
<p>Then Curdie, who at the first word of the king had slipped
from his seat, and laid his ear to the ground, rose up quickly,
and approaching the king said, speaking very fast—</p>
<p>"Please your Majesty, I think I know what it is. I have no
time to explain, for that might make it too late for some of us.
Will your Majesty order that everybody leave the house as
quickly as possible, and get up the mountain?"</p>
<p>The king, who was the wisest man in the kingdom, knew
well there was a time when things must be done, and questions
left till afterward. He had faith in Curdie, and rose instantly,
with Irene in his arms.</p>
<p>"Every man and woman follow me," he said, and strode
out into the darkness.</p>
<p>Before he had reached the gate, the noise had grown to a
great thundering roar, and the ground trembled beneath their
feet, and before the last of them had crossed the court, out
after them from the great hall-door came a huge rush of turbid
water, and almost swept them away. But they got safe out
of the gate and up the mountain, while the torrent went roaring
down the road into the valley beneath.</p>
<p>Curdie had left the king and the princess to look after his
mother, whom he and his father, one on each side, caught up
when the stream overtook them and carried safe and dry.</p>
<p>When the king had got out of the way of the water, a little<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_198" id="Page_198">[198]</SPAN></span>
up the mountain, he stood with the princess in his arms, looking
back with amazement on the issuing torrent, which glimmered
fierce and foamy through the night. There Curdie rejoined
them.</p>
<p>"Now, Curdie," said the king, "what does it mean! Is this
what you expected?"</p>
<p>"It is, your Majesty," said Curdie; and proceeded to tell
him about the second scheme of the goblins, who, fancying
the miners of more importance to the upper world than they
were, had resolved, if they should fail in carrying off the
king's daughter, to flood the mine and drown the miners.
Then he explained what the miners had done to prevent it.
The goblins had, in pursuance of their design, let loose all the
underground reservoirs and streams, expecting the water to
run down into the mine, which was lower than their part of the
mountain, for they had, as they supposed, not knowing of the
solid wall close behind, broken a passage through into it.
But the readiest outlet the water could find had turned out to
be the tunnel they had made to the king's house, the possibility
of which catastrophe had not occurred to the mind of the
young miner until he placed his ear close to the floor of the hall.</p>
<p>What was then to be done? The house appeared in danger
of falling, and every moment the torrent was increasing.</p>
<p>"We must set out at once," said the king. "But how to
get at the horses!"</p>
<p>"Shall I see if we can manage that?" said Curdie.</p>
<p>"Do," said the king.</p>
<p>Curdie gathered the men-at-arms, and took them over the
garden wall, and so to the stables. They found their horses in<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_199" id="Page_199">[199]</SPAN></span>
terror; the water was rising fast around them, and it was quite
time they were got out. But there was no way to get them
out, except by riding them through the stream, which was now
pouring from the lower windows as well as the door. As one
horse was quite enough for any man to manage through such a
torrent, Curdie got on the king's white charger, and leading
the way, brought them all in safety to the rising ground.</p>
<p>"Look, look, Curdie!" cried Irene, the moment that, having
dismounted, he led the horse up to the king.</p>
<p>Curdie did look, and saw, high in the air, somewhere about
the top of the king's house, a great globe of light, shining like
the purest silver.</p>
<p>"Oh!" he cried in some consternation, "that is your grandmother's
lamp! We <i>must</i> get her out. I will go and find her.
The house may fall, you know."</p>
<p>"My grandmother is in no danger," said Irene, smiling.</p>
<p>"Here, Curdie, take the princess while I get on my horse,"
said the king.</p>
<p>Curdie took the princess again, and both turned their eyes
to the globe of light. The same moment there shot from it
a white bird, which, descending with outstretched wings, made
one circle round the king and Curdie and the princess, and
then glided up again. The light and the pigeon vanished
together.</p>
<p>"Now, Curdie," said the princess, as he lifted her to her
father's arms, "you see my grandmother knows all about it,
and isn't frightened. I believe she could walk through that
water and it wouldn't wet her a bit."</p>
<p>"But, my child," said the king, "you will be cold if you<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_200" id="Page_200">[200]</SPAN></span>
haven't something more on. Run, Curdie, my boy, and fetch
anything you can lay your hands on, to keep the princess
warm. We have a long ride before us."</p>
<p>Curdie was gone in a moment, and soon returned with a
great rich fur, and the news that dead goblins were tossing
about in the current through the house. They had been
caught in their own snare; instead of the mine they had
flooded their own country, whence they were now swept up
drowned. Irene shuddered, but the king held her close to his
bosom. Then he turned to Sir Walter, and said—</p>
<p>"Bring Curdie's father and mother here."</p>
<p>"I wish," said the king, when they stood before him, "to
take your son with me. He shall enter my bodyguard at
once, and wait further promotion."</p>
<p>Peter and his wife, overcome, only murmured almost inaudible
thanks. But Curdie spoke aloud.</p>
<p>"Please your Majesty," he said, "I cannot leave my father
and mother."</p>
<p>"That's right, Curdie!" cried the princess. "<i>I</i> wouldn't if
I was you."</p>
<p>The king looked at the princess and then at Curdie with a
glow of satisfaction on his countenance.</p>
<p>"I too think you are right, Curdie," he said, "and I will
not ask you again. But I shall have a chance of doing something
for you some time."</p>
<p>"Your Majesty has already allowed me to serve you," said
Curdie.</p>
<p>"But, Curdie," said his mother, "why shouldn't you go
with the king? We can get on very well without you."<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_201" id="Page_201">[201]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"But I can't get on very well without you," said Curdie.
"The king is very kind, but I could not be half the use to him
that I am to you. Please your Majesty, if you wouldn't mind
giving my mother a red petticoat! I should have got her one
long ago, but for the goblins."</p>
<p>"As soon as we get home," said the king, "Irene and I will
search out the warmest one to be found, and send it by one
of the gentlemen."</p>
<p>"Yes, that we will, Curdie!" said the princess.</p>
<p>"And next summer we'll come back and see you wear it,
Curdie's mother," she added. "Sha'n't we, king-papa?"</p>
<p>"Yes, my love; I hope so," said the king.</p>
<p>Then turning to the miners, he said——</p>
<p>"Will you do the best you can for my servants to-night? I
hope they will be able to return to the house to-morrow."</p>
<p>The miners with one voice promised their hospitality.</p>
<p>Then the king commanded his servants to mind whatever
Curdie should say to them, and after shaking hands with him
and his father and mother, the king and the princess and all
their company rode away down the side of the new stream
which had already devoured half the road, into the starry
night.</p>
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