Wagner, the Wehr-WolfReynolds, George W. M. (George William MacArthur)
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Wagner, the Wehr-Wolf
Reynolds, George W. M. (George William MacArthur)
Penny dreadfuls; Werewolves -- Fiction
Alessandro lingered near the door, and he beheld the merchant displaying
various pieces of rich brocade before the eyes of the lady, who,
however, scrupulously retained the dense veil over her countenance.
Having made her purchases, which were taken charge of by one of the
slaves, the lady came forth again; and Alessandro, forgetting that his
lingering near now amounted to almost an act of rudeness, was chained to
the spot, lost in admiration of her elegant gesture, her graceful yet
dignified carriage, and the exquisite contour of her perfect shape. Her
feet and ankles, appearing beneath the full trousers, that were gathered
in just at the commencement of the swell of the leg, were small and
beautifully shaped; and so light was her tread, that she scarcely seemed
to touch the ground on which she walked.
As the lady issued from the door of the merchant's shop, she cast a
rapid but inquiring look toward Alessandro, though whether in anger or
curiosity he was unable to determine, for the eyes only could he see,
and it was impossible for him to read the meaning of the glances they
sent forth, when unassisted by a view of the general expression worn by
her countenance at the same time.
Accident, however, favored him far more than he could have possibly
anticipated. At the very moment when the lady's head was turned toward
him, she tripped over the cordage of a bale of goods that had shortly
before been opened beneath the painted awning over the front of the
shop, and she would have fallen had not Alessandro sprung forward and
caught her in his arms.
She uttered a faint scream, for her veil had shifted aside from its
proper position; and her countenance was thus revealed to a man, and
that man evidently by his dress a Christian!
Instantly recovering her self-possession, she readjusted her veil, gave
a gentle but graceful inclination of the head toward Alessandro, mounted
her mule by the assistance of the slaves, and rode away at a somewhat
hasty pace. Alessandro stood gazing after her until she turned the angle
of the nearest street, and it struck him that her glance was for an
instant cast rapidly back toward him, ere she disappeared from his view.
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