CHAPTER XLIII.

The day after my arrival at my uncle's I met some children named Peyrals

who became my playmates. According to the fashion of that part of the

country their baptismal names were spoken preceded by the definite

article. The two little girls respectively ten and twelve years old were

called “the Marciette” and “the Titi,” and their younger brother, still

a little chap, who did not, therefore, figure so largely in our plays,

was called “the Medon.”

As I was younger in my ways than most boys of twelve,--in spite of

my understanding of some things usually beyond the comprehension of

children,--we immediately became a congenial little band, and for

several summers we came together and enjoyed each other's companionship.

The father of the little Peyrals owned all the forests and vineyards

upon the hillsides about us. We had the freedom of them, were absolutely

our own masters, and no one controlled or restrained us in any way, no

matter how absurd we were.

In that mountain village our relatives were so esteemed by the peasants

living around them, that it was perfectly proper for us to wander any

where and every where in search of adventures. We would start out very

early in the morning upon mysterious expeditions, or we went to distant

vineyards to have picnics or to chase butterflies that we never

caught. Sometimes a little peasant would enlist in our ranks and follow

submissively wherever we led. After the espionage to which I had been

accustomed I found this liberty a delicious change. An altogether novel

and independent life in the mountains; I might with some show of reason

call it a continuation of my solitude, for I was the senior of these

children who merely participated in my fantastic plays: between us there

were abysmal differences springing from the quality of our minds and

imaginations.

I was always the undisputed chief of the band; Titi, the only one who

ever revolted, was easily brought to terms; the children seemed to wish

to please me in everything, and that made it very easy for me to manage

them.

That was the first little band I led. Later, other ones, less easy to

cope with, came under my dominion; but I always preferred to have them

composed of persons younger than myself, younger in mental development

especially, and more simple in every way than I, so that they would not

interfere with my whims, nor laugh at my childishness.

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