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The remainder of that day he still hesitated and he lay awake all night weeping bitter tears as he endeavored to discover some way to escape from the power of the wicked queen; but the certainty of the queen's bitter revenge if he refused to execute her cruel orders, and the hope of rescuing Blondine at some future day by seeking the aid of some powerful fairy, conquered his irresolution and decided him to obey the queen.
"Yes, Sir," said the gold headlights, "I think he's gone to see about it." He had looked her slowly over again from the blondine hair and the ash-colored V of unclean skin and waistless slop of slattern wrapper to clock work stockings and high heeled slippers. "A ha' ma doubts he's sprintin' fr' the back door this minute!
He was known to be just and good but he punished disobedience severely and the queen herself dared not defy his commands. Blondine grew to be seven years old and Brunette three. The king had given Blondine a charming little carriage drawn by ostriches, and a little coachman ten years of age, who was the nephew of her nurse. The little page, who was called Gourmandinet, loved Blondine tenderly.
But you can never know all that we have suffered in witnessing your tears and your desolation." Blondine embraced the Fairy ardently and addressed a thousand questions to her. "What has become of the gazelles who waited upon us so gracefully?" "You have already seen them, dear Blondine. They are the young girls who accompanied you.
Six months had passed since Blondine awaked from her seven years' sleep. It seemed to the little princess a long time. The remembrance of her dear father often saddened her heart. Bonne-Biche and Beau-Minon seemed to divine her thoughts. Beau-Minon mewed plaintively, and Bonne-Biche heaved the most profound sighs. Blondine spoke but rarely of that which occupied her thoughts continually.
When you first entered the castle you knew nothing; not even how to read. I put you to sleep for seven years, and Beau-Minon and I have passed this time in instructing you during your sleep. I see by the wonder expressed in your eyes, sweet princess, that you doubt all this. Come into your study and reassure yourself on this point." Blondine followed Bonne-Biche to the little room.
At the close of this gay festival, the fairy Bienveillante announced her intention of returning home. But Prince Parfait and Blondine were so melancholy at the prospect of this separation that King Benin resolved they should never quit the place. He wedded the fairy and Blondine became the happy wife of Prince Parfait who was always for her the Beau-Minon of the Forest of Lilacs.
I implored, entreated the Queen of the Fairies to spare you at least this last anguish but she was inflexible." Blondine gazed at her lost friends, listened eagerly to every word and did not cease to embrace those she had feared were eternally separated from her by death. The remembrance of her dear father now presented itself.
At this moment the door opened and a prince, beautiful as the day, sprang towards Blondine, saying: "Oh, my mother! this is too severe a trial for my sweet Blondine!" "Alas! my son, my heart also bleeds for her. But you know that this last punishment was indispensable to deliver her for ever from the yoke of the cruel genius of the Forest of Lilacs."
What was her amazement when the bird said to her, in a fine sharp voice: "Good day, Blondine! I know that you sometimes have a very tedious time of it, because you have no one to talk to. I have taken pity upon you and come to have a chat with you. But I pray you do not mention that you have seen me, for Bonne-Biche would cut my throat if she knew it." "Why so, beautiful Parrot?
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