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
The ensuing month glided away as happily as the two former ones; and
though Fernand's attentions and manifestations of fondness increased, if
possible, still Nisida would frequently sigh and look wistfully at the
sea as if she would have joyed to behold a sail in the horizon. The
third time the fatal close of the month drew nigh, Wagner knew not how
to act; but some petulance on the part of Nisida furnished him with an
excuse which his generous heart only had recourse to with the deepest,
the keenest anguish. Throwing back the harsh word at her whom he loved
so devotedly, he exclaimed, "Nisida, I leave thee for a few hours until
thy good humor shall have returned;" and without waiting for a reply he
darted toward the mountains. For some time the lady remained seated
gloomily upon the sand; but as hour after hour passed away, and the sun
went down, and the moon gathered power to light the enchanting scene of
landscape and of sea, she grew uneasy and restless. Throughout that
night she wandered up and down on the sands, now weeping at the thought
that she herself had been unkind--then angry at the conviction that
Fernand was treating her more harshly than she deserved.
It was not till the sun was high in the heavens that Wagner reappeared;
and though Nisida was in reality delighted to find all her wild alarms,
in which the monstrous snakes of the isle entered largely, thus
completely dissipated, yet she concealed the joy which she experienced
in beholding his safe return, and received him with gloomy hauteur. Oh!
how her conduct went to Wagner's heart!--for he knew that, so long as
the direful necessity which had compelled his absence remained
unexplained, Nisida was justified in attributing that absence to unkind
feelings and motives on his part. A thousand times that day was he on
the point of throwing himself at her feet and revealing all the details
of that frightful destiny; but he dared not--oh! no, he dared not--and a
profound melancholy seized upon his soul. Nisida now relented, chiefly
because she herself felt miserable by the contemplation of his
unhappiness; and harmony was restored between them.
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