A Night in a Moorish Harem — The Captain's Fourth Story
“ She melted while she gazed and put up her lips for the first and only kiss she exchanged with me. Our lips were glued together till the last drop trickled from my crest, and the thrilling rapture slowly faded and left me nearly lifeless in her arms.The life which she had ravished from me could hardly fail to quicken in her womb, and her melting gaze as she reviewed them could hardly fail to stamp the nascent life with my features.We lay perfectly still for a long time; then the door opened and the old lady called me. ”
