Meantime,notwithstandingawkwardoccurrences,andgriefsthatshebroughtuponherparents,thelittleprincesslaughedandgrew—notfat,butplumpandtall. Shereachedtheageofseventeen,withouthavingfallenintoanyworsescrapethanachimney;byrescuingherfromwhich,alittlebird-nestingurchingotfameandablackface. Nor,thoughtlessasshewas,hadshecommittedanythingworsethanlaughterateverybodyandeverythingthatcameinherway. Whenshewastold,forthesakeofexperiment,thatGeneralClanrunfortwascuttopieceswithallhistroops,shelaughed;whensheheardthattheenemywasonhiswaytobesiegeherfather’scapital,shelaughedhugely;butwhenshewastoldthatthecitywouldcertainlybeabandonedtothemercyoftheenemy’ssoldiery—why,thenshelaughedimmoderately. Shenevercouldbebroughttoseetheserioussideofanything.Whenhermothercried,shesaid: “Whatqueerfacesmammamakes!Andshesqueezeswateroutofhercheeks!Funnymamma!” Andwhenherpapastormedather,shelaughed,anddancedroundandroundhim,clappingherhands,andcrying: “Doitagain,papa.Doitagain!It’ssuchfun!Dear,funnypapa!” Andifhetriedtocatchher,sheglidedfromhiminaninstant,notintheleastafraidofhim,butthinkingitpartofthegamenottobecaught. Withonepushofherfoot,shewouldbefloatingintheairabovehishead;orshewouldgodancingbackwardsandforwardsandsideways,likeagreatbutterfly. Ithappenedseveraltimes,whenherfatherandmotherwereholdingaconsultationaboutherinprivate,thattheywereinterruptedbyvainlyrepressedoutburstsoflaughterovertheirheads;andlookingupwithindignation,sawherfloatingatfulllengthintheairabovethem,whencesheregardedthemwiththemostcomicalappreciationoftheposition. Onedayanawkwardaccidenthappened.Theprincesshadcomeoutuponthelawnwithoneofherattendants,whoheldherbythehand. Spyingherfatherattheothersideofthelawn,shesnatchedherhandfromthemaid’s,andspedacrosstohim. Nowwhenshewantedtorunalone,hercustomwastocatchupastoneineachhand,sothatshemightcomedownagainafterabound. Whateversheworeaspartofherattirehadnoeffectinthisway. Evengold,whenitthusbecameasitwereapartofherself,lostallitsweightforthetime. Butwhateversheonlyheldinherhandsretaineditsdownwardtendency. Onthisoccasionshecouldseenothingtocatchupbutahugetoad,thatwaswalkingacrossthelawnasifhehadahundredyearstodoitin. Notknowingwhatdisgustmeant,forthiswasoneofherpeculiarities,shesnatchedupthetoadandboundedaway. Shehadalmostreachedherfather,andhewasholdingouthisarmstoreceiveher,andtakefromherlipsthekisswhichhoveredonthemlikeabutterflyonarosebud,whenapuffofwindblewherasideintothearmsofayoungpage,whohadjustbeenreceivingamessagefromhisMajesty. Nowitwasnogreatpeculiarityintheprincessthat,onceshewassetagoing,italwayscosthertimeandtroubletocheckherself.Onthisoccasiontherewasnotime.Shemustkiss—andshekissedthepage. Shedidnotminditmuch;forshehadnoshynessinhercomposition;andsheknew,besides,thatshecouldnothelpit. Sosheonlylaughed,likeamusicalbox.Thepoorpagefaredtheworst. Fortheprincess,tryingtocorrecttheunfortunatetendencyofthekiss,putoutherhandstokeepoffthepage;sothat,alongwiththekiss,hereceived,ontheothercheek,aslapwiththehugeblacktoad,whichshepokedrightintohiseye. Hetriedtolaugh,too,buttheattemptresultedinsuchanoddcontortionofcountenance,asshowedthattherewasnodangerofhispluminghimselfonthekiss. Asfortheking,hisdignitywasgreatlyhurt,andhedidnotspeaktothepageforawholemonth. Imayhereremarkthatitwasveryamusingtoseeherrun,ifhermodeofprogressioncouldproperlybecalledrunning. Forfirstshewouldmakeabound;then,havingalighted,shewouldrunafewsteps,andmakeanotherbound. Sometimesshewouldfancyshehadreachedthegroundbeforesheactuallyhad,andherfeetwouldgobackwardsandforwards,runninguponnothingatall,likethoseofachickenonitsback. Thenshewouldlaughliketheveryspiritoffun;onlyinherlaughtherewassomethingmissing. Whatitwas,Ifindmyselfunabletodescribe. Ithinkitwasacertaintone,dependinguponthepossibilityofsorrow—morbidezza,perhaps.Sheneversmiled.