scene with wonder, The gauze which covered her bosom was rather disordered, and, O heaven and hell! it was not only deranged, but crushed into a thousand rumples.
She trembled, and breathed with great difficulty. Her moist eye was all voluptuousness. Her mien and every motion of her body expressed desire, Not that innocence and modest resistance with which she used to check the bold caresses of her husband! Not that virginal coyness which granted nothing, but required every favour to be gained by force. Methought to see before me some wanton courtezan, so bold, so decoying were her gestures. Nothing could be more certain than that Don Bernardos had mixed something with her wine.
He seemed to have purposely prepared himself for this adventure. Instead of a plain and simple dress, which he always wore, he was now decked out in all the glittering tinsels of a Parisian beau. The grave and manly sounds of his voice were broken into low and surfeiting terms of endearment. Formerly I had taken him for a likely man in his
