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Updated: June 8, 2025
And as she told the story of the ill-fated little Zizi, who was driven mad by passion, Sidonie had the appearance of a love-sick woman. With what heartrending expression, with the cry of a wounded dove, did she repeat that refrain, so melancholy and so sweet, in the childlike patois of the colonies: "C'est l'amou, l'amou qui tourne la tete...."
'What! cried the sly Titty, 'they are coming with great pomp to fetch you, and you are not afraid to show yourself to so many fine lords and ladies with your hair down like that? Get down at once, my poor child, and let me dress your hair for you! The innocent Zizi came down at once, and stood by Titty.
Ah! if they could but meet. Suppose she should accost that feverish watcher, should ask him to direct her: "I beg your pardon, Monsieur. How can I get to the Seine?" He would recognize her at once. "What! Can it be you, Mam'zelle Zizi? What are you doing out-of-doors at this time of night?" "I am going to die, Frantz. You have taken away all my pleasure in living."
'Come, Anita, she cried, yet with a hush of excitement in her voice, 'we will have an evening of it. Bring the soucoupe with you, while I prepare the little table. In her greasy kitchen apron Anita came. Zizi, her boy, came with her.
If he had looked under Desiree's pillow, he would have found there a letter postmarked Cairo, wherein lay the secret of that happy change. Four pages signed by Frantz, his whole conduct confessed and explained to his dear little Zizi. It was the very letter of which the sick girl had dreamed.
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