Identifier: princessgoblin00macd (find matches)
Title: The princess and the goblin
Year: 1920 (1920s)
Authors: MacDonald, George, 1824-1905 Smith, Jessie Willcox, 1863-1935, ill
Subjects: Fairy tales
Publisher: Philadelphia : D. McKay
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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ed to her! un-til she came to the top of the third flight. There she foundthe landing was the end of a long passage. Into this she ran.It was full of doors on each side. There were so many thatshe did not care to open any, but ran on to the end, where sheturned into another passage, also full of doors. When she hadturned twice more, and still saw doors and only doors abouther, she began to get frightened. It was so silent! And allthose doors must hide rooms with nobody in them! That wasdreadful. Also the rain made a great trampling noise on theroof. She turned and started at full speed, her little foot-steps echoing through the sounds of the rain—back for thestairs and her safe nursery. So she thought, but she had lostherself long ago. It doesnt follow that she was lost, becauseshe had lost herself though. She ran for some distance, turned several times, and then began to be afraid. Very soon she was sure that she had lostthe way back. Rooms everywhere, and no stair! Her little (14)
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She ran for some distance, turned several times, and then began to be afraid. THE PRINCESS LOSES HERSELF iheart beat as fast as her little feet ran, and a lump of tears was growing in her throat. But she was too eager and perhaps toofrightened to cry for some time. At last her hope failed her.Nothing but passages and doors everywhere! She threw her-self on the floor, and began to wrail and cry. She did not cry long, however, for she was as brave as couldbe expected of a princess of her age. After a good cry, shegot up, and brushed the dust from her frock. Oh what olddust it was! Then she wiped her eyes with her hands, for prin-cesses dont always have their handkerchiefs in their pocketsany more than some other little girls I know of. Next, likea true princess, she resolved on going wisely to work to findher way back: she would walk through the passages, and lookin every direction for the stair. This she did, but withoutsuccess. She went over the same ground again and againwithout know

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