Part 11 (1/2)

CHAPTER XV

JEANNE AND MARGOT

Margot's to-morrow and again to-morrow with Jeanne did not come to pa.s.s.

Margot discovered she could not disturb the little girl's workaday life.

It greatly annoyed Margot that, for the first time in her life, she could not wave her wand and command what she wished.

”I want her! I want to play with her!” exclaimed the pouting Margot, stamping her foot.

She had just called Jeanne on the telephone. Jeanne had told her that it would be impossible to go to the Guignol or play.

To-day was a week day, and from school Jeanne was obliged to hurry home to help Auntie Sue in the shop.

”Come, Margot, child,” pleaded Grandmother. ”Do not fret. We shall take another child to-day. Grandmother will telephone for you.”

”They are all stupid! I want Jeanne!” insisted the little girl.

So Margot went to the Guignol with her nurse. She went again and again.

All the time, she thought of the happy day she had spent there with Jeanne and Pierrot.

While Margot was watching the puppets one day, she noticed a child standing outside the gate looking in. It was Jeanne.

Jeanne was coming home from school and, as she often did, was watching Guignol's antics for a few brief moments.

Margot jumped up and, to the astonishment of her nurse, she ran over to Jeanne.

”Jeanne, how happy I am to see you! Come in. Come! We shall see the Guignol together,” she cried.

[Ill.u.s.tration: ”COME, JEANNE, WE SHALL SEE THE GUIGNOL TOGETHER”]

But Jeanne shook her head, and her eyes were sad.

”I should like to, Margot,” she answered. ”But Auntie is waiting. I must go.”

They stood there together for several moments. During those moments, Margot caught once more the spell of Jeanne's play magic.

For Jeanne played always. She played while she talked or dressed or walked. And while she watched the Guignol, her playing was always splendid. Margot caught the spell.

Long after Jeanne had left she sat and played her own dream plays, while the play of the Guignol went on in front of her. Often after that day, Margot saw Jeanne hurrying home. But Jeanne never stopped again.

Jeanne often saw Margot after that day, but she hardly turned her head toward the park. She kept hurrying on because she was afraid of the tears that lived just behind her eyes when she pa.s.sed the Guignol.

Those tears might at any moment break through the doors of her eyes. And Margot must not see that!

As Margot watched Jeanne, she wondered whether, after all, the little puppet was such a lucky little girl. She began to think of a really lucky little girl whose name was Margot!