With a cry of delight, Belle ran into the center of the room,put her mop and bucket down,and turned around in a white circle, her face full of wonder.
It seems to her that every book over written was here. There were novels and plays.love poems, legends and folktales. volumes of philosophy, history, science and mathematics.
Earlier that morning, when she first opened her eyes, she was afraid she'd only dreamed the library and the treasure it contained. But no. it was real. it was here. she was here.
"oh,my. oh , my goodness," the teapot said, her voice faltering.
" I know, Mrs Potts. Isn't it amazing?" Belle exclaimed.
"Mon Dieu," said the feather duster , her tone dire."I've never such a.....a---"
"-- Wonderful, incredible, astonishing place !" Belle finished. " I agree plumette !"
Books were belle favourite thing in the world.
she devoured them. villeneuve, her village had a library, technically. But it was just in Pere Roberts church. she read every book on it. twice. But this library had so many books ,she could ever read them all.not if she lived to be thousand.
As she continued to look around, her eyes fell on the library grand marble fireplace. she imagined herself sitting by it with a pot of tea and books stacked up all around her.
" where will I start?" she wondered aloud. "with the Greek epics?or classical tragedies?
" I suggested the window?" lumiere said ,hurrying by her with rags draped over his arms.
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