Salons of Paris Volume 1 (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1829 edition. Excerpt: ... pawing feet threatened instant destruction in their descent, to the almost motionless frame of the young Frenchwoman, whom no one seemed possessed of courage or presence of mind sufficient to remove. The moment was critical. With the swiftness of thought, Delmaine sprang from the entresol upon the Boulevard, and fixing his eye steadily upon the head of the animal, while he extended his right arm, caught the bridle near the bit as he descended, and by a powerful and vigorous effort succeeded in turning him round. The unwieldy brute staggered for a moment, as if shot, and then came violently to the ground. De Warner fell under him. His helmet had broken loose, and was soon nearly trodden to pieces by the squadr jns of hussars and lancers, which followed after his own corps. His ponderous armour rattled like that of a second Ajax, on the pavement, and his huge frame was nearly covered with dust in the struggles which he made to extricate himself from his steed. Scarcely had our hero accomplished this feat, when, devoting his attention to the young female, he raised her, trembling, and nearly exhausted, from the earth. Her hair was loose, and partially concealed her features, which were now pale from agitation and alarm, but in her soft blue eye there was a touching expression of gratitude and abandonment which it was dangerous to behold. Clifford looked around for Madame Dorjeville, for he felt that the gaze of Miss Stanley was upon them. That lady, who had been borne away by the receding crowd, now advanced, when her friend, in a low, soft tone of voice, accompanied by a look of ineffable sweetness, took the opportunity to remark--" Est-ce done a votes, Monsieur, que je dots la vie?--Oh quel bonheurr Delmaine involuntarily pressed the...