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The Roman Traitor (Vol. 1 of 2) - The UK Mirror Service

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popular faction.<br />

It was at this untimely hour, that a man might have been seen<br />

lurking beneath the shadows <strong>of</strong> an antique archway, decorated<br />

with half-obliterated sculptures <strong>of</strong> the old Etruscan school, in<br />

one <strong>of</strong> the narrow and winding streets which, lying parallel to<br />

the Suburra, ran up the hollow between the Viminal and Quirinal<br />

hills.<br />

He was a tall and well-framed figure, though so lean as to<br />

seem almost emaciated. His forehead was unusually high and<br />

narrow, and channelled with deep horizontal lines <strong>of</strong> thought and<br />

passion, across which cut at right angles the sharp furrows <strong>of</strong><br />

a continual scowl, drawing the corners <strong>of</strong> his heavy coal-black<br />

eyebrows into strange contiguity. Beneath these, situated far<br />

back in their cavernous recesses, a pair <strong>of</strong> keen restless eyes<br />

glared out with an expression fearful to behold—a jealous, and<br />

unquiet, ever-wandering glance—so sinister, and ominous, and<br />

above all so indicative <strong>of</strong> a perturbed and anguished spirit, that<br />

it could not be looked upon without suggesting those wild tales,<br />

which speak <strong>of</strong> fiends dwelling in the revivified and untombed<br />

carcasses <strong>of</strong> those who die in unrepented sin. His nose was keenly<br />

<strong>Roman</strong>; with a deep wrinkle seared, as it would seem, into the<br />

sallow flesh from either nostril downward. His mouth, grimly<br />

compressed, and his jaws, for the most part, firmly clinched<br />

together, spoke volumes <strong>of</strong> immutable and iron resolution; while<br />

all his under lip was scarred, in many places, with the trace <strong>of</strong><br />

wounds, inflicted beyond doubt, in some dread paroxysm, by the<br />

very teeth it covered.<br />

<strong>The</strong> dress which this remarkable looking individual at that<br />

time wore, was the penula, as it was called; a short, loose [13]<br />

straight-cut overcoat, reaching a little way below the knees, not<br />

fitted to the shape, but looped by woollen frogs all down the<br />

front, with broad flaps to protect the arms, and a square cape or<br />

collar, which at the pleasure <strong>of</strong> the wearer could be drawn up so<br />

as to conceal all the lower part <strong>of</strong> the countenance, or suffered to

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