The Mysteries of London, v. 4/4Reynolds, George W. M. (George William MacArthur)
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The Mysteries of London, v. 4/4
Reynolds, George W. M. (George William MacArthur)
London (England) -- Fiction; Penny dreadfuls
One was a hideous old harridan whose years could not have been less
than sixty-two or sixty-three; and yet, though her form--once tall,
symmetrical, and on a large scale--was bowed with age and sufferings,
she still possessed considerable physical energy. The countenance was
weather-beaten and tanned to such an extreme that, had she been dressed
in male attire, no delicacy nor feminine cast of features would have
betrayed her real sex: her short grizzled locks were confined by an
old kerchief wound round her head in a gipsy fashion;--and her garb
denoted the utmost penury and distress. Not only did she leave upon
the mind the disagreeable impression of revolting ugliness;--but her
look was sinister and repulsive. The wrinkles beneath her eyes and
about her closely compressed lips, bespoke a ferocious and determined
character,--a soul resolute and nerved to every evil purpose;--and the
acute observer might also mark in that countenance traces of those
stormy and impetuous passions which had influenced her earlier years.
Her companion was a young woman of about nineteen; and though she was
dressed almost as wretchedly as the old harridan, yet how different
was the form which those rags covered! For her figure, though full
even to a maturity beyond her years, was exquisitely modelled,--a
waist not ridiculously small, but still small enough to develop in all
their voluptuous proportions the swelling hips and fine bust. Clothed
in stockings covered with darns, and shod with large clumsy shoes,
were limbs and feet that for symmetry might have been envied by a
queen;--and, as if anxious in the depths of her penury to preserve her
charms as completely as possible, she wore an old pair of gloves upon
her beautifully sculptured hands. Then her face, though sun-burnt was
of a beauty which event an anchorite must have turned to admire,--yet
a beauty of a bold and masculine style, and stamping her rather as a
very handsome than as a very lovely woman. Her features were of the
Roman cast,--the strong facial aquiline denoting a voluptuous and
profoundly sensual disposition;--her fine large grey eyes looked boldly
and wantonly from beneath dark brows majestically arched and almost
meeting between the temples, and above which rose the high, straight,
wide forehead, crowned with intelligence. Her hair was of a dark brown
and singularly luxuriant, glossy, and silken;--and it was evident
that not even the bitter miseries of poverty rendered her indifferent
to the care which that glorious covering required to maintain its
splendour unimpaired. Her mouth was small,--the upper lip thin--the
lower one fuller, but not pouting;--her teeth, the least thing large,
were nevertheless perfectly regular and of pearly whiteness;--and her
chin was prominent, but well rounded. The general expression of her
countenance was indicative of strong passions and fierce desires--great
resolution of purpose--and something approaching even to a resolute
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