But he had uttered enough to let Irene know who he was.
'It's Curdie!' she cried joyfully.
'Hush! hush!' came Curdie's voice again from somewhere.

'Speak softly.' 'Why, you were singing loud!' said Irene.
'Yes.

But they know I am here, and they don't know you are.

Who are you ?' 'I'm Irene,' answered the princess.

'I know who you are quite well.
You're Curdie.' 'Why, how ever did you come here, Irene ?' 'My great-great-grandmother sent me; and I think I've found out why.
You can't get out, I suppose ?' 'No, I can't.