Excerpt from A Romance of Delhi, Vol. 1 of 2Cornet Anson's eyes wandered once more to the Nautch girls. If they would only do something with their arms other than what seemed to him like an attempt to swim From his boyish point of View there was nothing that was fascinating in the women who smiled mechanically, and whose betel-stained teeth almost made him shudder. Moreover, the dancers were no longer girls. One was thirty at least. Nor were they handsome. As for their figures, he could not see them. Their dresses were rich ln colour and material, but they were so numerous the lines of the body were lost. All that could be seen were brown arms bare to the shoulder, and bare feet and ankles, a shade browner than the arms. The movements were harmonious enough, but they soothed rather than excited. Cornet Anson found himself yawning, and an interval occurring when sweetmeats were handed round, he disappeared to find solace in the club billiard-room at Simla.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.