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This light adventure shall be a souvenir for your old age. One night Romance stepped into your life and out of it. Think! There will always be the same charm, the same mystery, the same enchantment. Knowing nothing of me, there will follow no disillusions, no disenchantments; I shall always be Cinderella, or the Sleeping Beauty, or what your fancy wills. Do you understand me?" He nodded.
O Cinderella, Cinderella! thou art my guardian angel! And from this time, from day to day, I thought of being an actor!" Jasmin entered his garret late at night; and he slept so soundly, that next morning his master went up to rouse him. "Where were you last night? Answer, knave; you were not back till midnight?" "I was at the Comedy," answered Jasmin sleepily; "it was so beautiful!"
He desired her to sit down, and at once found that the slipper would go on her foot, without any trouble, and, indeed, fitted her like wax. The astonishment of the sisters was very great, but still greater when Cinderella drew from her pocket the fellow-slipper, and, to the great delight of the gentleman, placed it upon her other foot.
And so did her father, except in certain backsliding moments. But Hilda didn't. Tonight it was "A Kiss for Cinderella" ! The very name had been enough to set Jean's cheeks burning and her eyes shining. "Do you remember, Daddy, that I was six when I first saw her, and she's as young as ever?" "Younger." It was at such moments that the Doctor was at his best.
Yea, she seemed to have come from another world than this that I and the others lived in; for we were light or brown haired, with blue or grey eyes, and healthy red and white faces; while Cinderella had a low forehead and with big dark eyes strange, long, fine silky lashes; and heavy plaits of black hair hung down her back.
As the long line of soldiery preceding the King's carriage, wound down from the Citadel, groups of people cheered, and waved hats and handkerchiefs, then, when his Majesty's own escort came into view, the cheering was redoubled, and at last when the cumbrous, over- gilded, over-painted "Cinderella" State-coach appeared, and the familiar, but somewhat sternly-composed features of the King himself were perceived through the glass windows, a roar of acclamation, like the thundering of a long wave on an extensive stretch of rock-bound coast, echoed far and near, and again and again was repeated with increased and ever-increasing clamour.
"You know that you would rather see me poor see me the nursery-maid, the Cinderella, that you are so fond of calling me!" "Well," said Percival, with a short laugh, "for my own sake, perhaps, I would." "And so would I," said Elizabeth. "But you know, Lizzie, you will get over that feeling in time.
All the chief stories that we know so well are to be found in all times, and in almost all countries. Cinderella, for one, is told in the language of every country in Europe, and the same legend is found in the fanciful tales related by the Greek poets; and still further back, it appears in very ancient Hindu legends.
As a ballad the story of "Beauty and the Beast" is a very old one. "Cinderella" is to be found in the language of every European country. In ancient Hindu legends it appears; in tales related by the Greek poets it is also to be found. The story of "Cinderella," according to the ancient Hindu legends, is that of the Sun and the Dawn.
An asthmatic clock struck somewhere in the obscurity of the room. "Seven!" John Andrews paid, said good-bye to the old woman with the mustache, and hurried out into the street. "Like Cinderella at the ball," he thought. As he went towards the hospital, down faintly lighted streets, his steps got slower and slower. "Why go back?" a voice kept saying inside him. "Anything is better than that."
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