George W. M. Reynolds,
Wagner the Wehr-wolf — CHAPTER LI: THE MEETING.
(1846)
“ The cottage was already in sight, and a hundred paces only separated her from its door, when a well-known voice—a voice which caused every fiber in her heart to thrill with surprise and joy—exclaimed: "Flora! beloved one; fly not! Oh! I could not be deceived in the symmetry of thy form—the graciousness of thy gait—I knew it was thou." And in another moment the maiden was clasped in the arms of Francisco, Count of Riverola. ”
