By Beatrix Potter
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When naughty little mice realize the door to the gorgeous dolls' condominium ajar, they simply need to tiptoe inside of and take a look. The temptation to attempt the scrumptious taking a look nutrients within the eating room proves too nice besides the fact that, and chaos ensues after they notice that it'll no longer come off the plates!
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During some transformation of the house it had been walled up. Djuna had taken the house because of this window which led to no room, because of this impenetrable room, thinking that someday she would discover an entrance to it. In front of the house there was a basin which had been filled, and a well which had been sealed up. Djuna set about restoring the basin, excavated an old fountain and unsealed the well. Then it seemed to her that the house came alive, the flow was re-established. The fountain was gay and sprightly, the well deep.
There was a boy of her age who passed under her window and who had the power to move her. He had a lean, eager face, eyes which seemed liquid with tenderness, and his gestures were full of gentleness. His passage had the power to make her happy or unhappy, warm or cold, rich or poor. Whether he walked abstractedly on the other side of the street or on her side, whether he looked up at her window or forgot to look up, determined the mood of her day. Because of his manner, she felt she trusted him entirely, that if he should come to the door and ask her to follow him she would do so without hesitation.
The kind of dance tradition had taught woman as a ritual to provoke aggression! But this dance made by young men before the women left them at a loss for it was not intended to be answered. Years later she sat at a cafe table in Paris between Michael and Donald. Why should she be sitting between Michael and Donald? Why were not all cords cut between herself and Michael when she married and when he gave himself to a succession of Donalds? When they met in Paris again, he had this need to invent a trinity: to establish a connecting link between Djuna and all the changing, fluctuating Donalds.