CHAPTER XXVI

THE GOBLIN MINERS

THAT same night several of the servants were having a chat together

before going to bed.

"What can that noise be?" said one of the housemaids, who had been

listening for a moment or two.

"I've heard it the last two nights," said the cook. "If there were any

about the place, I should have taken it for rats, but my Tom keeps them

far enough."

"I've heard though," said the scullery-maid, "that rats move about in

great companies sometimes. There may be an army of them invading us. I

heard the noises yesterday and to-day too."

"It'll be grand fun then for my Tom and Mrs. Housekeeper's Bob," said

the cook. "They'll be friends for once in their lives, and fight on the

same side. I'll engage Tom and Bob together will put to flight any

number of rats."

"It seems to me," said the nurse, "that the noises are much too loud for

that. I have heard them all day, and my princess has asked me several

times what they could be. Sometimes they sound like distant thunder, and

sometimes like the noises you hear in the mountain from those horrid

miners underneath."

"I shouldn't wonder," said the cook, "if it was the miners after all.

They may have come on some hole in the mountain through which the

noises reach to us. They are always boring and blasting and breaking,

you know."

As he spoke there came a great rolling rumble beneath them, and the

house quivered. They all started up in affright, and rushing to the hall

found the gentlemen-at-arms in consternation also. They had sent to wake

their captain, who said from their description that it must have been an

earthquake, an occurrence which, although very rare in that country, had

taken place almost within the century; and then went to bed again,

strange to say, and fell fast asleep without once thinking of Curdie, or

associating the noises they had heard with what he had told them. He had

not believed Curdie. If he had, he would at once have thought of what he

had said, and would have taken precautions. As they heard nothing more,

they concluded that Sir Walter was right, and that the danger was over

for perhaps another hundred years. The fact, as discovered afterward,

was that the goblins had, in working up a second sloping face of stone,

arrived at a huge block which lay under the cellars of the house, within

the line of the foundations. It was so round that when they succeeded,

after hard work, in dislodging it without blasting, it rolled thundering

down the slope with a bounding, jarring roll, which shook the

foundations of the house. The goblins were themselves dismayed at the

noise, for they knew, by careful spying and measuring, that they must

now be very near, if not under, the king's house, and they feared giving

an alarm. They, therefore, remained quiet for awhile, and when they

began to work again, they no doubt thought themselves very fortunate in

coming upon a vein of sand which filled a winding fissure in the rock

on which the house was built. By scooping this away they soon came out

in the king's wine-cellar.

No sooner did they and where they were, than they scurried back again,

like rats into their holes, and running at full speed to the goblin

palace, announced their success to the king and queen with shouts of

triumph. In a moment the goblin royal family and the whole goblin people

were on their way in hot haste to the king's house, each eager to have a

share in the glory of carrying off that same night the Princess Irene.

The queen went stumping along in one shoe of stone and one of skin. This

could not have been pleasant, and my readers may wonder that, with such

skillful workmen about her, she had not yet replaced the shoe carried

off by Curdie. As the king however had more than one ground of objection

to her stone shoes, he no doubt took advantage of the discovery of her

toes, and threatened to expose her deformity if she had another made. I

presume he insisted on her being content with skin-shoes, and allowed

her to wear the remaining granite one on the present occasion only

because she was going out to war.

They soon arrived in the king's wine-cellar, and regardless of its huge

vessels, of which they did not know the use, began as quietly as they

could to force the door that led upward.

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