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66 ARIADNE.plenty, playing here and there.They wouldhave hired me for the great theatres, butIwasafraid of that. Ihave played at the singingplacesin the openair — nowhere else — forIwasalways afraid he might return and see me, andso know. Indeed, she has wanted for nothing,for nothing that we could give. She is as wellhere as if she were in a palace; she knowsnothing of where she is. Of the statue she doesnot seem to have any remembrance; the peopleshovelled it — away it was only a heap of greyearth. You are angered; you thinkIdid wrong— yes— but for the moment,almost,Ithought theclay image was alive, andIfanciedIshould sether free of its spell. Indeed, indeed,she wantsfor nothing. She is docile;she lets the womando what she likes; but all day long she — watchesthe window, and all she says is that, will hebe long ? The woman says she sleeps but verylittle; when she awakes she says always thesame thing." And all Paris raves and weepsoverFauriel!The boy laughed bitterly, the tears coursingdownhis cheeks.