A Servant of Satan: Romantic Career of Prado the Assassin — page 56: what you’re looking at

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a oo ? 48 A SERVANT OF SATAN. small keyin the lock, she opened the door and pushed him into the garden. | ie Frederick, for a moment, believed that he had been sud. denly transported into fairy-land. He found himself in an immense garden, where groups of feathery palms and dark sycamores made a fitting background for masses of brilliant flowers and shrubs in full bloom. ‘The air was redolent with the perfume of thousands of orange trees and starry jessamine, while the high wall, which looked so bare and grim from without, was on the inside covered with blue passion-flowers and pink aristolochus. Numerous marble fountains sent their silvery jets of spray toward the dark- blue heavens, and a flock of red flamingoes stalked majes- . tically up and down the long stretches of velvety lawn. In the distance a white alabaster palace gleamed in the glorious Egyptian moonlight, which rendered the scene almost as bright as day; and its cupolas and minarets, all fretted and perforated, looked like some wonderful piece of old lacework. Frederick followed his silent companion through a dense thicket of rose-bushes, where a narrow path had been cut. He noticed that she was very careful to keep away from the bright light of the moon and that she occasionally stopped to listen. After about ten minutes’ walk they reached a side entrance of the palace. The woman, once more taking hold of his hand, led him up six or seven steps and into a narrow passage where a silver hanging-lamp shed a dim light on the tapestried walls. ‘Turning suddenly to the left she lifted a large gold-embroidered drapery which hung before an archway and motioned him inside. Frederick was in the harem of the famous Princess M. Emerging from the comparative darkness of the gardens, Frederick was fairly dazzled by the brillianey of the scene which met his eyes. He found himself in a lofty apart- | ment, the walls of which were entirely covered with silver Eomicbooks com