Her name was Jeanne, and she was the youngest member of a naval2 officer's family, that like the D——-s had been bound up in friendship with ours for more than a century. As she was two or three years younger than I, I had at first taken but little notice of her—probably I thought her too babyish.
Her face was as droll3 as a little kitten's, and it was impossible to tell from the pinched up features whether she would become pretty or ugly; but she had a certain grace, and when she was eight or nine years old her face became very sweet and charming. She was very roguish, and as friendly as I was diffident; and as she darted4 about in those childish dances we sometimes had in the evenings, and from which I held myself aloof5, she seemed to me the extreme of worldly elegance6 and coquetry.
But in spite of the great intimacy7 between our families, it was evident that her parents looked upon our friendship with disfavor, they probably thought it unseemly that she had chosen a boy for her companion. This knowledge caused me much suffering, and the impressions of my childhood were so vivid and persistent8 that I did not, until many years had passed, until I became quite a grown youth, pardon her father and mother the humiliation9 they had caused me.
It therefore resulted that my desire to play with her increased greatly. And she, knowing this, was as perverse10 as a princess in a fairy tale; she laughed mercilessly at my timid ways, at my awkward manners and my ungraceful fashion of entering the parlor11; there was kept up between us a constant interchange of playful raillery, an oral stream of inimitable pleasantry.
When I was invited to spend the day with her the prospect12 gave me the greatest joy, but the aftertaste of the visit was generally bitter, for usually I committed some mortifying13 blunder in that family where I felt myself so misunderstood. Every time I wished to have Jeanne at my house for dinner it was necessary for my aunt Bertha, who was a person of authority in the eyes of Jeanne's parents, to arrange the matter for me.
Upon one occasion when little Jeanne returned from Paris she related to me the story of the “Donkey's Skin,” which she had seen acted at the theatre in the city.
Her time so spent was not lost, for the “Donkey's Skin” was destined14 to occupy a prominent place in my life during the next four or five years, the hours that I wasted upon it were more preciously squandered15 than were any others in my life.
Together we conceived the idea of mounting the piece upon the stage of my miniature theatre. That play of the “Donkey's Skin” brought us together very often. And little by little the project assumed gigantic proportions; it grew as the months sped, and amused us in ever increasing measure; indeed, in proportion to the degree of perfection to which we were able to bring our conception did we enjoy it. We manufactured fantastic decorations; we dressed, so that they might take part in the processions, innumerable little dolls. It will be necessary for me to speak often of that fairy spectacle which was one of the important things of my childhood.
And even after Jeanne tired of it I worked over it alone, and I fairly outdid myself by undertaking16 enterprises that seemed grand to me, such, for instance, as my efforts to represent moonlight, great conflagrations17 and storms. I also made marvellous palaces and gardens wonderful as Aladdin's. All my dreams of enchanted18 regions, of strange tropical luxuries, which I later found in the distant corners of the world, took form in the little play of the “Donkey's Skin.” Leaving out the mystical experiences at the commencement of my life, I can affirm that almost all my fancies had their essay on that tiny stage. I was nearly fifteen when the last decorations, unfinished ones, were laid away forever in the cardboard box that served them for a peaceful tomb.
And since I have anticipated their future I will say in conclusion that in later years, when Jeanne had grown into a beautiful woman, upon numerous occasions we have planned to open the box where our little dolls are sleeping. But we live our life so rapidly that we seem never to find the time, nor will we, I fear, ever find it.
Later our children may,—or who can tell, perhaps our grandchildren! Upon some future day, when we are forgotten, our unknown descendants in ferreting to the bottom of old cupboards will be astonished to find there numberless little creatures, nymphs, fairies and genii, all dressed by our hands.
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