For a few moments there was silence from both sides of the screen. Then came a giggle from one side and a giggle from the other.
And then from the outside, "May I come back and see you?"
From the inside, "Yes, do come!"
Margot went behind the screen, and for the first time in her life she learned the magic of real play.
Jeanne had one plaything: a little forsaken puppet. But with love and tenderness she made him a hero.
Jeanne told Margot about Pierrot. She told that he was no longer the buffoon—the poor mistreated clown. He was now a hero.
He could play a knight or a king—Napoleon! She told Margot that Pierrot was Napoleon in one of her plays and that she was Joan of Arc.
Margot lived in another world for the space of an hour. Then the two little girls were called back suddenly by a voice from the room.
"Margot, Margot! Child! Where are you?"
Grandmother was looking for her.