With this sentiment and that feeling, he was going to see if she actually justified them.
It was not love that was taking him, but admiration and curiosity, which might be the heralds of love.
The landing was a simple affair, consisting of a short stairway, and a platform garnished by some lamp-posts; yet at the top of the steps he paused, arrested by what he beheld.
There was a shallop resting upon the clear water lightly as an egg-shell.

An Ethiop--the camel-driver at the Castalian fount--occupied the rower's place, his blackness intensified by a livery of shining white.

All the boat aft was cushioned and carpeted with stuffs brilliant with Tyrian red.

On the rudder seat sat the Egyptian herself, sunk in Indian shawls and a very vapor of most delicate veils and scarfs.

Her arms were bare to the shoulders; and, not merely faultless in shape, they had the effect of compelling attention to them--their pose, their action, their expression; the hands, the fingers even, seemed endowed with graces and meaning; each was an object of beauty.