“You’ve really not changed a bit, have you, Belle?”
“So, just how did you end up in Frollo’s care?” Clopin asked, presently. “I mean, why did he take you in?”
“He was a friend of my Papa’s,” Belle replied. “He’s alright as a guardian. He’s just so... cold and distant sometimes. And he hates gypsies. I don’t know why.”
Clopin shrugged, wisely. “Some people are just afraid of what they don’t understand.”
“Esme said that earlier,” Belle sighed. “It’s horrible. Just because you don’t understand something it doesn’t mean it’s wrong. I can’t believe those men rubbed horse dung into Pocahontas’s hair.”...
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