ruffly:

"Good-evening, Beauty," she answered cheerfully and managed to conceal her
terror. Then the Beast asked her how she had been amusing herself, and she
told him all the rooms she had seen.

Then he asked if she thought she could be happy in his palace; and Beauty
answered that everything was so beautiful that she would be very hard to
please if she could not be happy. And after about an hour's talk Beauty
began to think that the Beast was not nearly so terrible as she had
supposed at first. Then he got up to leave her, and said in his gruff
voice:

"Do you love me, Beauty? Will you marry me?"

"Oh! what shall I say?" cried Beauty, for she was afraid to make the Beast
angry by refusing.

"Say 'yes' or 'no' without fear," he replied.

"Oh! no, Beast," said Beauty hastily.

"Since you will not, good-night, Beauty," he said. And she answered:

"Good-night, Beast," very glad to find that her refusal had not provoked
him. And after he was gone she was very soon in bed and asleep, and
dreaming of her unknown Prince. She thought he came and said to her:

"Ah, Beauty! why are you so unkind to me? I fear I am fated to be unhappy
for many a long day still."

And then her dreams changed, but the charming Prince figured in them all;
and when morning came her first thought was to look at the portrait and
see if it was really like him, and she found that it certainly was.

This morning she decided to amuse herself in the garden, for the sun
shone, and all the fountains were playing; but she was astonished to find
that every place was familiar to her, and presently she came to the brook
where the myrtle trees were growing where she had first met the Prince in
her dream, and that made her think more than ever that he must be kept a
prisoner by the Beast. When she was tired she went back to the palace, and
found a new room full of materials for every kind of work--ribbons to make
into bows, and silks to work into flowers. Then there was an aviary full
of rare birds, which were so tame that they flew to Beauty as soon as they
saw her, and perched upon her shoulders and her head.

"Pretty little creatures," she said, "how I wish that your cage was nearer
to my room, that I might often hear you sing!"

So saying she opened a door, and found to her delight that it led into her
own room, though she had thought it was quite the other side of the
palace.

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