"Singh Ali will go home a bitter,
hardened man and a pauper."
''You startle me!"
"Listen; he has fallen in love."
"Why, I thought he was to marry
a princess jn his native country?"
"That was the plan, but the
glamour of the gilded life of Paris has
made him forget. The witchery of a
fair, false face has charmed him.
Singh Ali has met and has fallen a
victim to La Sirene."
The revelation needed no added
( details. La Sirene! A baleful cloud
struck my imagination at the men
tion of that name ill omened, notor
ious, tinged with memories of dis
grace,, embezzlement, suicide. A
vampire for gold, she had fascinated
victim after victim, thirsting only for
money, leading her prey to the brink
of an abyss honor, respect and for
"And the rajah has met this wo
man?" I asked. ,
"He is completely under the domi
nation of her fascinations. She is
playing a new role with him. She
poses as a cruelly deserted wife. He
has asked her to marry him. As his
prospective fiancee she is propriety
itself, awaiting, she claims, a divorce
from her husband."
"And Singh Ah7"
"Is lavishing his wealth upon
her. He has leased 3. magnificent
country place near the city. There
he has Benghi, iis favorite pet, in a
little park, caparisoned with a how
dah and fittings well worthy the palace-like
inclosure in which the ani
mal exercises. The week is one series
.of fetes. . All of them La Sirene at
tends with a chaperone! There is
a musical there tonight. I have
cards. Will you attend?"
I shall never forget that evening.
There were few ladies present and
the general throng by no means rep
resented the better class of people.
All was decorous, however, and many
decorated civic authorities and some
illustrious musical artists were in evi
dence. La Sirene was the queen of
the assemblage. The mute adora-
tion of the rajah for this beautiful'
vampire was almost touching. Shet
was a truly wonderful singer and
after the delivery of some operatic
gems, the rajah publicly presented
her with a necklace worth a king's'
I caught up ah incident related of'
the capricious beauty. It seemed that1
Benghi had sulkily refused to take a?
comfit she proffered, as if jealous of
the attentions of his master. The'
enraged siren had struck Benghi with
the keeper's hook, blinding one eye.
A "few days later we learned that
La Sirene had about plucked the in
fatuated victim of his wiles. There
were rumors that his liquid wealth
was about gone. Then he had to give
up his princely nest and some of his
jewels were seized for debt.
"His father has called him home,"
explained my friend, "and has refused
to furnish any more means. What
he had La Sirene has devoured. Singh
Ali Is practically bankrupt"
Through it all the young rajah
never wavered-in his faith in the wo
man who had cHahned him. It was as
if a magic spell made him forget his
home fiancee, his.- fealty to father
and country.. .
"La Sirene had riddled the last
shred of two millions,"- (reported my
friend to me. "Worse than that, she
has beggared the rajah. h- ex
pressed a wish to own Benghi. The
rajah sent her the splendid animal,
and what do you think?"
I shrugged my shoulders, expecting
any treachery or meanness from the
"She intends to sell it to a me
nagerie man, who offers a large price
for the animal. The nabob has been,
taken in. She has practically desert
It was two days later when my
friend again came to me with the
words: "Retribution the end!"
"You mean !" I insinuated. ,
"La Sirene is dead I" .
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