Such was Welbeck's tale, listened to by me with an eagerness in which every faculty was absorbed.

How adverse to my dreams were the incidents that had just been related! The curtain was lifted, and a scene of guilt and ignominy disclosed where my rash and inexperienced youth had suspected nothing but loftiness and magnanimity.
For a while the wondrousness of this tale kept me from contemplating the consequences that awaited us.

My unfledged fancy had not hitherto soared to this pitch.

All was astounding by its novelty, or terrific by its horror.

The very scene of these offences partook, to my rustic apprehension, of fairy splendour and magical abruptness.