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
"Thus spoke my aunt, dear Francisco, and I dared not gainsay her. When
you came the last time. I heard your voice; I listened from my chamber
door to all you said to my aunt, and I longed to fly into your arms. You
went away and my heart was nearly broken. Some days afterward we learnt
the strange disappearance of the Lady Nisida and then knew that you must
have received a severe blow, for I was well aware how much you loved
her. Two or three weeks elapsed, and then we heard that you were about
to depart to the wars. Oh! how bitter were the tears that I shed, how
fervent were the prayers that I offered up for your safety."
"And those prayers have been heard on high, beloved one, exclaimed
Francisco, who had listened with melting heart and returning tenderness
to the narrative which the maiden told so simply but so sincerely, and
in the most plaintive tones of her musical voice.
"Can you forgive me now?" asked the blushing maiden, her swimming eyes
bending on her lover glances eloquently expressive of hope.
"I have nothing to forgive, sweet girl," replied Francisco. "Your aunt
behaved with a prudence which in justice I cannot condemn; and you acted
with an obedience and submission to your venerable relative which I
could not be arbitrary enough to blame. We have both endured much for
each other, my Flora; but the days of our trials are passed; and your
good aunt will be convinced that in giving your young heart to me, you
have not confided in one who is undeserving of so much love. Let us
hasten into her presence. But one question have I yet to ask you," he
added, suddenly recollecting an idea which had ere now made some
impression on his mind. "You informed me how you were liberated from the
convent, and you mentioned the name of the Countess of Arestino, whom
circumstances had made your companion in that establishment, and to whom
your aunt gave an asylum. Know you not, dearest Flora, that fame reports
not well of that same Giulia of Arestino--and that a woman of tarnished
reputation is no fitting associate for an innocent and artless maiden
such as thou?"
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