(no subject)
The figure was tall and gaunt, and shrouded from head to foot in the habiliments of the
grave. The mask which concealed the visage was made so nearly to resemble the
countenance of a stiffened corpse that the closest scrutiny must have had difficulty
in detecting the cheat. And yet all this might have been endured, if not approved, by
the mad revelers around. But the mummer had gone so far as to assume the type of the
Red Death. His vesture was dabbled in blood -- and his broad brow, with all
the features of the face, was besprinkled with the scarlet horror.
* This person, dressed all in scarlet, had a death's-head over which he wore an immense feathered hat. Ah, what a remarkable imitation of a death's-head that was. The young art students around him fussed over him. They complimented him and asked him who his master was, and in what studio, frequented by Pluto, he had had such a beautiful skull designed and painted. Old "Camarde" himself must have posed for it.
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CAMILLA: You, sir, should unmask. STRANGER: Indeed? CASSILDA: Indeed it's time. We have all laid aside our disguises but you. STRANGER: I wear no mask. CAMILLA: (Terrified, aside to Cassilda.) No mask? No mask! The King in Yellow, Act I, Scene 2.
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* This person, dressed all in scarlet, had a death's-head over which he wore an immense feathered hat. Ah, what a remarkable imitation of a death's-head that was. The young art students around him fussed over him. They complimented him and asked him who his master was, and in what studio, frequented by Pluto, he had had such a beautiful skull designed and painted. Old "Camarde" himself must have posed for it.
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CAMILLA: You, sir, should unmask. STRANGER: Indeed? CASSILDA: Indeed it's time. We have all laid aside our disguises but you. STRANGER: I wear no mask. CAMILLA: (Terrified, aside to Cassilda.) No mask? No mask! The King in Yellow, Act I, Scene 2.
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