![]() "Come see for yourself," said the old woman, who had the most remarkable voice, because it was young and strong and so unlike her visage. "What is it?" Beauty asked with great interest. ![]() It was a great turning wheel with a thread that was winding itself upon a spindle. She followed the sound, and through a doorway saw an old woman, bent and ugly, plying a strange contraption. It seemed she could not find anything to do that hadn't been done a thousand times before, and then suddenly there came to her ears a sound she could not identify. The sky was cloudless and she disliked the look of it, its sameness and vastness. She roamed the castle in which she had lived all her life, with nothing to do, and now and then paused in a deep window seat to watch the tiny figures of the peasants in the fields below gathering the fresh mown grass into haystacks. "I love you," she implored him, and then he laid her down on the bed, and drawing up beside her, took his wine from the bedside stand and, gazing at the fire, seemed for a long time to be thinking.īEAUTY DREAMED a dream of boredom. ![]() "My Prince," she moaned and kissed him on the mouth, and when she saw the distress in his face, she covered it with kisses.īut he would only moan and press his face into her neck, and seemed bereft. I don't know what I would do if you did it!" "You have conquered me as surely as I have conquered you. ![]()
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