Ardath by Marie Corelli
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actual figure, mien, or countenance. It was that peculiar and
often undefinable similarity of expression, which when noticed between two brothers who are otherwise totally unlike, instantly proclaims their relationship. Theos realized his own superior height and superior muscular development,--but what were these physical advantages compared to the classic perfection of Sah-luma's beauty?--beauty combining the delicate with the vigorous, such as is shadowed forth in the artist-conceptions of the god Apollo. His features, faultlessly regular, were redeemed from all effeminacy by the ennobling impress of high thought and inward inspiration,--his eyes were dark, with a brilliant under-reflection of steel-gray in them, that at times flashed out like the soft glitter of summer- lightning in the dense purple of an August heaven,--his olive- tinted complexion was flushed warmly with the glow of health,--and he had broad, bold, intellectual brows over which the rich hair clustered in luxuriant waves,--hair that was almost black, with here and there a curious fleck of reddish gold brightening its curling masses, as though a stray sunbeam or two had been caught and entangled therein. He was arrayed in a costume of the finest silk,--his armlets, belt, and daggersheath were all of jewels,-- and the general brilliancy of his attire was furthermore increased by a finely worked flexible collar of gold, set with diamonds. The first exchange of wondering glances over, he viewed Theos with a critical, half supercilious air. "What art thou?" he demanded ... "What is thy calling?" "Theos hesitated,--then spoke out boldly and unthinkingly-- |
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