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ci I should think  you  cannot  be  very stupid,” said  Beauty,
                          “  if you yourself know this.”— u Pray  do  not  let  me  hinder
                          you from eating," said he ;   “ and be s u t c   you  do  not want  for
                          anything :  for all you see is yours ;  and I shall be vastly grieved
                          if you arc not happy/’— 44 You are very kind," said Beauty ;  “  I
                          must needs own that  I think very well of your good-naturc, and
                          then  I almost forget how ugly you are.”— “  Yes, yes, 1 hope  I
                          am good-tempered/’  said  he,  “  but still  I  am  a  monster/’—-
                          “  There are many  men who aie worse  monaters than you are,”
                          replied Beauty j  and 1 am better pleased with you iu that form,
                          though it  js  so ugly, than with  those w ho  carry wicked  hearts
                          under  the form  of a man/1— “ I f  I  had  any  sense,”  said  the
                          beast, “  1  would  thank  you for what you  have said;  but I  am
                          too  stupid  to  say  anything  that  would  give  you  pleasure/’
                          Beauty  ate  her  supper  with a very good  appetite, and almost
                          lost all h(!i* dread  of the monster;  but she  was  ready  to  sink
                          with  fright>  when  he  said  to  her,  “ Beauty,  will  you  be my
                          wife ? ”   For a few minutes she was  not able  to speak a word,
                          for she was afraid of putting him in a passion, by refusing.  At
                          leogth  she  said,  14 No,  beast r”  the  beast  made  no  reply,  but
                                                    sighed deeply, and  went  away.  When
                                                    Beauty found herself alone, she began to
                                                    feel pity for the poor beast*     “   Dear ! **
                                                    said she, 44 what a sad  thing it is that he
                                                    should  be  so  very frightful, since  he is
                                                    so good-tempered f ”
                                                        Beauty  lived  three  months  in  this
                                                    palace  very  well  pleased.  The  beast
                                                    came to see her every night* and talked
                          with her while she supped ;  and though what  he  said  was  not
                          very clever, yet, as she  saw in  him every day some new mark
                          of  his goodness, instead of dreading the time of his coming, she
                          was  always  looking  at  her  wateh,  to  see  if  it  was  almost
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