Arthur Quiller-Couch,
The sleeping beauty and other fairy tales from the old French…
(1910)
“ That night, when the Beast paid his usual visit, he detected almost at once that she had been weeping, and demanded the reason. 'Ah, sir,' said Beauty, 'if only I might go home!' 'You wish to go home?' The Beast's face turned pale—which, for such a face, was no easy matter. He staggered backwards with a deep sigh, or rather, a roar of grief. 'Ah, Beauty, Beauty! Would you desert a poor Beast? What more can I do to make you happy? Or is it because you hate me, that you wish to be gone?' Ah! ”
