Thursday, April 26, 2012

The Hidden Hand - E. Southworth

A girl decides to have a bit of the fun that the blokes can have, swashbuckling away.

"Master, behind those dark curtains I saw a young creature tossing about on the bed, flinging her hair and beautiful arms about and tearing wildly at the fine lace that trimmed her night-dress. But, master, that wasn't what almost made me faint--it was that her right hand was sewed up in black crape, and her whole face and head completely covered with black crape drawn down and fastened securely around her throat, leaving only a small slit at the lips and nose to breathe through!"

3 out of 5