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Ourson now felt himself restored to health, rose up, proceeded to his mother softly and awakened her by a kiss. Agnella thought he was delirious and called Passerose who was astonished when Violette told them that Ourson had been restored by the good fairy Drolette.
A soft carpet was spread on the bottom: you see it is still here. There was from some source sufficient light around me. I found ample provisions at my side. Look at them, Violette, I have not touched them. A few drops of wine was all I could swallow. "The knowledge of your despair and that of my mother rendered me too unhappy and the fairy Drolette took pity on me.
"Violette," repeated the little soft voice of the lark, "do you love Ourson?" "Do I love him? Ah! love him I love him more than any one else more than I love myself." "Would you purchase his life at the price of your happiness?" "Yes, gladly would I purchase life for him by the sacrifice of my happiness and of my own life." "Listen, then, Violette. I am the fairy Drolette.
"But now I think of it," said Passerose, "tell me, Violette, how did you get to the bottom of that well without killing yourself?" "I did not go down purposely. I fell and Ourson received me in his arms." "All this is not very clear," said Passerose. "The fairy Drolette had something to do with it." "Yes, the good and amiable fairy," said Ourson.
Ourson after having invoked the fairy Drolette; Agnella after smiling and thinking of Ourson handsome and attractive and Passerose after saying to herself a hundred times: "But what is the matter with them all to-day?" Scarcely an hour after all at the farm were asleep, Violette was aroused by the smell of fire and smoke. Agnella awoke at the same moment.
Ourson had the same thought. They both fervently invoked the protection of the fairy Drolette. Ourson, indeed, called upon her in a loud voice but she did not respond to his appeal. The day passed away sadly. Neither Ourson nor Violette spoke to Agnella on the subject of their disquiet for fear of aggravating her melancholy which had been constantly increasing as Ourson grew to manhood.
"I do not doubt your rage, sister, but I disdain to punish you for it," replied Drolette. "To punish me! Do you dare to threaten me?" said Furious. And hissing furiously, she called her chariot, mounted it, rose in the air and tried to launch upon Drolette all the venom of her toads in order to suffocate her. But Drolette knew her sister perfectly.
"Alas! madam Lark," replied Agnella, "all this goodness cannot prevent my poor, unhappy son from being disgusting and like a wild beast. His very playmates will shun him as a monster." "That is true," replied the fairy Drolette; "and the more so as it is forbidden to yourself or to Passerose to change skins with him. But I will neither abandon you nor your son.
I know that by changing skins with him I can restore to him his original beauty. Happy, a hundred times happy in having this opportunity to recompense the tenderness and devotion of my dearly-loved brother Ourson, I demand to make this exchange allowed by the fairy Drolette and I entreat her to complete the transfer immediately." "Violette!
I have been lying in wait for you a long time and should have had you before if my sister, the fairy Drolette, had not protected you and sent you a dream to warn you against me. Ourson whose hairy skin is a talisman of safety is now absent, my sister is on a journey and you are at last mine."
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