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| RIQUET WITH THE
TUFT
He was charmed at
meeting her alone, and went up to her, and spoke to her with great respect.
Finding after the first compliments were over, that she seemed very mournful,
he said, ‘I cannot think, madam, how a lady with so much beauty as you have,
can be so unhappy; for though I can boast of having seen a great number of
handsome ladies, none of them could in the smallest degree compare with you.’ —
‘You are pleased to flatter me,’ replied the princess, without saying a word
more. ‘Beauty,’ answered Riquet with the Tuft, ‘is so great a charm, that it
supplies the place of every thing else; and she who owns so great a blessing,
ought to be careless of every kind of misfortune.’ — ‘I would much rather,’
said the princess, ‘be as ugly as you are, and possess wit, than have the
beauty you praise, and be such a fool as I am.’ — ‘Nothing, madam,’ replied the
prince, ‘is a surer mark of good sense, than to believe ourselves in want of
it; indeed, the more sense we possess, the plainer we see how much we fall
short of being perfect.’ ‘I know nothing of what you are talking of,’ answered
the princess, ‘I only know that I am very foolish, and that is the cause of my
grief.’ — ‘If that is all that makes you unhappy, madam,’ said the prince, ‘I
can very soon put an end to your sorrow.’ — ‘By what means, pray?’ asked the
princess. ‘I have the power,’ said Riquet with the Tuft, ‘to bestow as much wit
as I please on the person I am to love best in the world; and as that person
can be no other, ma dam, than yourself, it depends only on your own will to be
the wittiest lady upon the earth. I shall ask of you in return but one thing;
which is, that you consent to marry me.’ The princess looked
at him with great surprise, but did not speak a word. ‘I see,’ added Riquet,
‘that my offer makes you uneasy, and I do not wonder at it; I will therefore
give you a whole year to think of what answer you will give me.’ The princess
was so very stupid and silly, and at the same time so much wished to be witty,
that she resolved to accept the offer made her by prince Riquet with the Tuft;
she also thought a whole year a very long time, and would gladly have made it
shorter if she could. She therefore told the prince she would marry him on that
day twelve-months; and as soon as she had spoken these words, she found herself
quite another creature: she said every thing she wished, not only with the
greatest ease, but in the most graceful manner. She at once took share in a
pleasing discourse with the prince, in which she showed herself so witty, that
Riquet began to fear he had given her more of the charming talent, for which
she so much longed, than he had kept to himself. When the princess went back to
the palace, the whole court was thrown into the utmost surprise at the sudden
change they found in her; for every thing she now said was as clever and
pleasing, as it had been before stupid and foolish. The joy at this event was
the greatest ever known through the court; the youngest princess was the only
person who did not share in it; for as her wit no longer served to set her
above the beauty of her sister, she now seemed to every one a most ugly and
frightful creature. The news of this
great change being every where talked of, soon reached the ears of the princes
in other kingdoms, who all hastened to gain her favour, and demand her for a
wife. But the princess would hardly listen to all they had to say; not one of
them had wit enough to make her think of his offer in earnest for a moment. At
last there came a prince so great, so rich, so witty, and so handsome, that she
could not help feeling a great liking for him. When the king, her father, saw
this, he told her she only had to choose the husband whom she liked best, and
that she might be sure of his consent to her marriage. As the most sensible
persons are always the most careful how to resolve in such serious matters, the
princess, after thanking her father, begged him to allow her time to think of
what she should do. Soon after this, the princess chanced in her walk to wander
towards the very wood in which she had met Riquet with the Tuft; and wishing to
be free from being disturbed while thinking of her lover, she strolled a good
way into it. When she had walked about for some time, she heard a great noise
under ground, like the sound of many persons running backwards and forwards,
and busy on some great affair. After listening for a moment, she heard different
voices, one said, ‘bring me that kettle.’ Another said, ‘fetch the great
boiler.’ Another, ‘put some coals on the fire.’ At the same moment
the ground opened, and the princess saw, with the greatest surprise, a large
kitchen filled with vast numbers of cooks, servants, and scullions, with all
sorts of things fit for making ready a noble dinner; some had rolling-pins and
were making the most dainty sorts of ‘pastry; others were beating the
syllabubs, and turning the custards: and at one end of the kitchen she saw at
least twenty men-cooks, all busy in trussing different sorts of the finest game
and poultry, and singing all the time as merry as could be. The princess, in
the utmost surprise at what she beheld, asked them to whom they belonged. ‘To prince Riquet
with the Tuft, madam,’ said the head cook; ‘it is his wedding dinner we are
making ready.’ The princess was now in still greater surprise than before; but
in a moment it came into her mind, that this was just the day twelve-months on
which she had promised to marry prince Riquet. When she thought of this, she
was ready to sink on the ground. The reason of her not thinking of it before
was that when she made the promise to the prince she was quite silly, and the
wit which the prince had given to her, had made her forget all that had
happened to her before. She tried to walk away from the place; but had not gone
twenty steps, when she saw Riquet with the Tuft before her, dressed finely in
the grandest wedding suit that ever was seen. ‘You see, madam,’ said he, ‘that
I have kept my promise strictly; and I dare say you are come for the same
purpose, and to make me the most happy of men.’ — ‘I must confess,’ replied the
princess, ‘that I have not yet made up my mind on that subject; and also, that
I fear I can never consent to what you desire.’ — ‘You quite surprise me,
madam,’ answered prince Riquet. ‘That I can easily believe,’ replied the
princess, ‘and to be sure I should be greatly at a loss what to say to you, if
I did not know that you possess the best sense in the world. If you were a
silly prince you would say, ‘The promise of a princess should not be broken,
and therefore you must marry me.” But you, prince Riquet, who have so much more
sense than any body else, will, I hope, excuse me for what I have said. You
cannot forget that when I was only a silly stupid princess, I would not freely
consent to marry you; how therefore now that I am blessed with sense, and for
that reason must of course be the more hard to be pleased, can you expect me to
choose the prince I then would not accept? If you really wished to marry me,
you did very wrong to change me from the most silly creature in the world, to
the most witty, so as to make me see more plainly the faults of others.’ ‘If, madam,’
replied Riquet with the Tuft, ‘you would think it but right in a prince without
sense to blame you for what you have said, why should you deny me the same
power in an affair in which the welfare of my whole life is at stake? Is it
just that persons of sense should be worse treated than those who have none?
Can you, my princess, who are now so very clever, and who so much wished to be
so, resolve indeed to treat me in this manner? But let us reason upon it a
little. Is there any thing in me besides my being ugly that you dislike? Do you
object to my birth, my sense, my temper, manners or rank?’ — ‘No, none of
these,’ replied the princess; ‘I dislike nothing in you but your being so very
ugly.’ — ‘If that is the case,’ answered Riquet, ‘I shall soon be the most
happy man alive; for you, princess, have the power to make me as handsome as
you please.’ — ‘How can that be?’ asked the princess. ‘Nothing more is
wanting,’ said Riquet, ‘than that you should love me well enough to wish me
very handsome. In short, my charming princess, I must inform you that the same
fairy who, at my birth, was pleased to bestow upon me the gift of making the
lady I loved best as witty as I pleased, was present also at yours, and gave to
you the power of making him whom you should love the best as handsome as you
pleased.’ — If this be the case,’ said the princess, ‘I wish you with all my
heart to be the most handsome prince in all the world; and as much as depends
on me I bestow on you the gift of beauty.’ As soon as the princess had done speaking, Riquet with the Tuft seemed to her eyes the most handsome, best shaped, and most pleasing person that she had ever beheld. Some people thought that this great change in the prince, was not brought about by the gift of the fairy, but that the love which the princess felt for him was the only cause of it; and in their minds the princess thought so much of the good faith of her lover, of his prudence, and the goodness of his heart and mind, that she no longer thought of either his being so ugly in his face, or so crooked in his shape. The hump on his back, such people thought, now seemed to her nothing more than the easy gait in which men of rank sometimes indulge themselves; and his lameness seemed a careless freedom, that was very graceful; the squinting of his eyes in those of the princess, did but make them seem more sparkling and more tender; and his thick red nose, in her mind, gave a manly and warlike air to his whole face. Let this be as it may, the princess promised to marry Prince Riquet with the Tuft, directly, if he could obtain the consent of the king her father. When the king was told that his daughter felt a great esteem for Riquet with the Tuft, as he had already heard of the goodness of both the heart and mind of that prince, he agreed with pleasure to have him for a son-in-law so that the next day, as the prince had long hoped for, he was married to the beautiful and no less witty princess. |