Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 28, 2025
Agnella and Passerose asked Violette many questions about her father, mother and country; but they could learn nothing more from her than she had already told Ourson. Her father was a king, her mother a queen and she did not know how she came to be alone in the forest. Agnella did not hesitate to take under her protection this poor lost child.
The prince seized the casket; it was as light as a nutshell. He ascended the ladder hastily, holding the casket carefully in his arms. They were awaiting his return with impatience. He handed the casket to the fairy. Agnella exclaimed: "This is the same casket you confided to me, madam, and which I supposed I had lost in the fire." "It is the same," replied the fairy.
Before Violette could speak, Ourson said with animation: "Mother, do not say anything to Violette of sacrificing herself for me. You know the thought alone makes me wretched." In place of replying to Ourson, Agnella placed her hand on her forehead and cried out anxiously: "The casket, Passerose! the casket! Have you saved the casket?" "I forgot it, madam," said Passerose.
"Stop, sister," interrupted a small voice, sweet and flute-like, which seemed to come from above. Agnella raised her head and saw a lark perched on the top of the front door. "You revenge yourself too cruelly for an injury inflicted, not upon you in your character of a fairy but upon the ugly and disgusting form in which it has pleased you to disguise yourself.
He, no longer fearing the effect of his bear-skin, embraced her a thousand times and comforted and encouraged her. Agnella had no doubt that this dream was a warning sent by the fairy Drolette. She resolved to watch carefully over Violette and to make known to Ourson all that she could reveal to him without disobeying the fairy.
He soon found the path to the farm and they arrived some moments before Agnella and Passerose awoke. They agreed to conceal from Agnella the dangers to which they had been exposed, to spare her anguish and disquietude for the future. Passerose alone was made the confidant of their dangerous adventures. Ourson now forbade Violette to go alone in the forest.
Agnella now recounted to Violette the scene which preceded Ourson's birth, the power Violette had to deliver him from his deformity by accepting it for herself and Ourson's constant prayer that Violette should never be informed of the possibility of such a sacrifice.
The good queen and Violette will soon fall from exhaustion. Ourson has had a little wine but he has eaten nothing. Here is a pie, a ham, bread and wine. Long life to the good fairy!" Agnella, Violette and Ourson did not require to be told a second time but placed themselves gayly at the table. Their appetites were good and the repast excellent.
Agnella thought no more of Violette's frightful dream; her vigilance had greatly relaxed and she often allowed her to walk alone or under the care of Ourson. Ourson was now fifteen years of age and he was tall and strong. No one could say whether he was handsome or homely for his long black hair covered his body and face entirely.
Your mother and Violette have lived upon the air and their tears. Softly! softly! take care not to break the ladder. Madam! madam! here they are: here are Ourson's and Violette's heads Good! Step up! There you are!" Agnella, still pallid and trembling, was immovable as a statue. After having seen Violette in safety, Ourson sprang from the well and threw himself into his mother's arms.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking