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Portrait of George W. M. Reynolds George W. M. Reynolds Wagner the Wehr-wolf — CHAPTER XLV: THE LADY OF CONSTANTINOPLE. (1846)

For upward of half an hour did the boat skim the surface of the Golden Horn, the dip of the oars in the water and the rippling around the sharp prow alone breaking the solemn silence of the night. At length the skiff stopped, and the female slave took Alessandro's hand, whispering in a low tone, "I will serve as thy guide, Christian; but speak not till thou hast permission."
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Portrait of George W. M. Reynolds George W. M. Reynolds Wagner the Wehr-wolf — CHAPTER XLV: THE LADY OF CONSTANTINOPLE. (1846)

Not a human being met Alessandro's eyes; and he began to fear either that he had mistaken the directions he had received, or that some treachery was intended, when a door opened, and the female slave, wrapped in a veil, made her appearance. Placing her forefinger upon that part of the veil which covered her lips, to enjoin silence, she led the way up the nearest stair-case, Alessandro following with a heart beating audibly. They reached a door at which a negro male slave was stationed.
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Portrait of George W. M. Reynolds George W. M. Reynolds Wagner the Wehr-wolf — CHAPTER XLV: THE LADY OF CONSTANTINOPLE. (1846)

In that paradise of charms he could have reveled forever; but the tender caresses lasted not beyond a few moments, for the lady tore herself away from his embrace and hurried into an adjacent apartment. Alessandro—or rather, the renegade, Ibrahim—passed into the anteroom where his guide, the female slave, awaited his return. She conducted him back to the hall, and advanced toward the door of the voluptuous kiosk, where he had changed his raiment.
"Goest thou forth a Christian still, or a true believer?" she asked turning suddenly round.
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