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cut O lock Of brown hair from his fore
head and swiftly passed me as l stood at
the door. Good night she whispered,
as the faint echoes Of her footsteps rang
down the corridor.
1.-THE whole party broke up the next
day, and we one and all departed to diff
ferent points of the compass. l do not
suppose that any one but myself knew
of the scene l have tried to describe; but
on me 1T left an ineffaceable impression.
1t was, perhaps, natural that she should
wish to see him, but her strange action
and her abrupt, swift movements utterly
dissipated the idea Of a touching fare
well. Did she really love him or not?
Was the situation, of which / was an
unwilling witness, the last act in a
hearts tragedy? Perhaps you can tell
me?'
well, I can give you my experience,
and then you can judge for yourself. As
/ told you, I met her under an another
name at Monaco. You remember that
a merciful d~ispensation of providence
secured me in the nick Of time the accu-
INFLATED life treasure Of an affectionate
aunt. / was abroad at the time when I
heard the news of my good fortune, and
as I owed neither regret nor, perhaps,
even respect to my defunct relative, I
was not deferred by feelings Of COM
junction from enjoying myself. At
Monaco Imet the Lady Violet Montargis
"a real celebrity, as / learned, who was
not unknown at Paris or Vienna or even
Buda-Pesth.
''There had been an unusual run on
the bank, and every n was watching
her game and stalking on her luck. The
first time / saw her she was only just be-
ginning her career of triumph. fol
lowed her, more out Of gallantry than
out Of any determined gamblers resolve.
Afterward / had sufficient instinct in
these matters to know that / was in the
presence of one Of those who, for the
moment, cannot even by accident so
wrong. 1t was really wonderful to see
her at the tables; q few strangers and
ewcomer who did not know how the
cards lay, played their usual cautious
game and lost; the older hands kept
aloof, as they always do, when some
diabolic influence Is in the air. After
a few days a friend introduced me to her,
and I got to know her pretty well. Any
where else, except at the tables, she was
positively charming, insouciante, debon-
nair, full Of polished allurements and
insidious beauty. Immersed in the game,
she was a devil; no other word could de-
scribe her.
"One night there was a strange inyer-
sion of things-a positive debacle. Lady
Violet Montargis was losing heavily and
leading her followers to incurable ruin.
She came hurriedly to me, and in a low,
whisper spoke these remarkable words:
"sFor the love of heaven go to my
rooms and ask my maid for my ring; she
will know which one / mean; you see
have not my usual rings on my fingers.
"She spoke nervously and rapidly, with
a face out of which had departed all the
triumphant calm, giving place to a low
contracted look Of inscrutable cunning,
/ performed her commission for her, and
then ventured to ask her the reason.
knew that all gamblers are superstitious
but was hardly prepared for her reply.
"'Sang de Dieu,' she said, could you
not guess that the ring contained 9 sui
cide's hair?"