The impetuous girl rushed at the pedant, threw her arms around his neck,
and kissed him heartily, crying, "I must kiss your dear, jolly, ugly old
face, just the same as though it were young and handsome, for I am so
glad, so very glad to see it again. Now don't you be jealous, Herode,
and scowl as if you were just going to order the slaughter of the
innocents; wait a minute! I'm going to kiss you, too; I only began with
my dear old Blazius here because he's the ugliest."
And Zerbine loyally fulfilled her promise. Then giving a hand to each of
her companions, went up-stairs between them to the room Maitre Bilot had
ordered to be made ready for her. The moment she entered it she threw
herself down into an arm-chair standing near the door, and began to
draw long deep breaths, like a person who has just gotten rid of a heavy
load.
"You cannot imagine," she said after a little, "how glad I am to get
back to you again, though you needn't go and imagine that I am in love
with your old phizes because of that; I'm not in love with anybody,
Heaven be praised! I'm so joyful because I've gotten back into my own
element once more. Everything is badly off out of its own element, you
know. The water will not do for birds, nor the air for fishes.
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