III. THE DOLL. |
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III.THE DOLL.
She is hardly able to walk; she already totters under the weight of a doll. It is a charming and elegant affair. It has pink cheeks and purple-black hair. She prefers brunettes, for she has already, with the quick knowledge of a French infant, perceived she is a blonde, and that her doll cannot rival her. Mon Dieu, how touching! Happy child! She spends hours in preparing its toilet. She begins to show her taste in the exquisite details of its dress. She loves it madly, devotedly. She will prefer it to bonbons. She already anticipates the wealth of love she will hereafter pour out on her lover, her mother, her father, and finally, perhaps, her husband. This is the time the anxious parent will guide these first outpourings. She will read her extracts from Michelet`s L`Amour, Rousseau`s Heloise, and the Revue des deux Mondes.
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