The Golgotha Dancers (1937)
by Manly Wade Wellman
I had come to the Art Museum to see the special show of Goya prints…If you enjoy this one, I bet you’ll enjoy these!
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- I had come to the Art Museum to see the special show of Goya prints…
- “Hold on, there!” came a sharp challenge from the stairs behind and below me…
- It was not until I had paid off my taxi…
- Something held me tight by the wrist…
- In my first half-moment of wakefulness I was aware that the room was filled with the pink dancers of the picture…
- I saw and sensed all this…
- Somebody was knocking outside…
- It was a good dinner…
- This time the dancers did not retreat or vanish; they lurked in the comparative gloom of the entry…