Four and Twenty Fairy Tales: Selected from Those of Perrault, and Other Popular Writers
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Four and Twenty Fairy Tales: Selected from Those of Perrault, and Other Popular Writers
Fairy tales
As the slightest desires of Beauty appeared to be anticipated, she
bestowed more care upon her toilet, although certain that no one could
see her. But she owed this attention to herself, and it was a pleasure
to her to dress herself in the habits of all the various nations on the
face of the earth. She could do this the more easily, as her wardrobe
furnished her with everything she chose, and presented her every day
with some novelty. Contemplating her mirror in these various dresses,
it revealed to her that she was to be admired in all lands; and her
attendant animals, each according to their talent, repeated to her
unceasingly the same fact--the monkeys by their actions, the parrots by
their language, and the other birds by their songs.
So delightful a life ought to have perfectly contented her, but we
weary of everything. The greatest happiness fades when it is continual,
derived always from the same source, and we find ourselves exempted
from fear and from hope. Beauty had experienced this. The remembrance
of her family arose to trouble her in the midst of her prosperity. Her
happiness could not be perfect as long as she was denied the pleasure
of informing her relations of it.
As she had become more familiar with the Beast, either from the
habit of seeing him or from the gentleness which she had discovered
in his nature, she thought she might venture to ask him a question.
She did not take this liberty, however, until she had obtained from
him a promise that he would not be angry. The question she put to
him was, "Were they the only two persons in that castle?" "Yes, I
protest to you," replied the Beast, in a rather excited tone; "and I
assure you that you and I, the monkeys, and the other animals, are the
only breathing creatures in this place." The Beast said no more, and
departed more abruptly than usual.
Beauty had asked this question only with a view of ascertaining whether
her lover was not confined in the palace. She would have wished to see
and speak with him. It was a happiness she would have purchased at the
price of her own liberty and of all the pleasures by which she was
surrounded. That charming youth existing only in her imagination, she
now looked upon this palace as a prison which would be one day her tomb.
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