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
Far from reproaching her for her long absence, the Monster, as if
the pleasure of seeing her had made him forget his past distresses,
appeared, on entering Beauty's apartment, to have no other anxiety
but that of ascertaining if she had been much amused, if she had been
well received, and if her health had been good. She answered these
questions, and added politely that she had paid dearly for all the
pleasures his care had enabled her to enjoy, by the cruel pain she had
endured on finding him in so sad a state on her return.
The Beast briefly thanked her, and then being about to take his leave,
asked her, as usual, if she would marry him. Beauty was silent for a
short time, but at last making up her mind, she said to him, trembling,
"Yes, Beast, I am willing, if you will pledge me your faith, to give
you mine." "I do," replied the Beast, "and I promise you never to
have any wife but you." "Then," rejoined Beauty, "I accept you for my
husband, and swear to be a fond and faithful wife to you."
She had scarcely uttered these words when a discharge of artillery was
heard, and that she might not doubt it being a signal of rejoicing, she
saw from her windows the sky all in a blaze with the light of twenty
thousand fireworks, which continued rising for three hours. They formed
true-lovers' knots, while on elegant escutcheons appeared Beauty's
initials, and beneath them, in well-defined letters, "Long live Beauty
and her Husband." After this display had terminated, the Beast took his
departure, and Beauty retired to rest. No sooner was she asleep than
her dear Unknown paid her his usual visit. He was more richly attired
than she had ever seen him. "How deeply am I obliged to you, charming
Beauty," said he. "You have released me from the frightful prison in
which I have groaned for so long a time. Your marriage with the Beast
will restore a king to his subjects, a son to his mother, and life to a
whole kingdom. We shall all be happy."
Beauty, at these words, felt bitterly annoyed, perceiving that the
Unknown, far from evincing the despair such an engagement as she had
entered into should have caused him, gazed on her with eyes sparkling
with extreme delight. She was about to express her discontent to him,
when the Lady, in her turn, appeared in her dream.
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