"It is horrible!" she protested. "And I tell you, once and for all, that I will have nothing to do with the affair."
"You"re a fool!" he cried roughly.
"True! I am, or I would never have fallen thus into the trap you and your friends baited so cunningly."
"You are beautiful!" he answered, with a harsh laugh. "A beautiful woman is always a safe trap for fools."
"If men admire me I cannot help it; if they love me then it is against my wish, for since that day long ago, when the Spirit of Evil entered into me, love has known no place in my heart."
"Well spoken!" he exclaimed. "If you have no love for him the rest is quite easy."
"Though all love within me is dead, I yet have a woman"s heart, and womanly feeling," she said. "I know that my beauty is only a curse; I am well aware that men who have admired me have been drawn irresistibly to their doom. Ah!" and she shuddered in shame, "it is terrible-- terrible!"
"Yet why should you regret?" he queried. "You are not of their world; you have nothing in common with them. You have been given beauty, the most marvellous, perhaps, in all the world; diabolic beauty, which causes you to be remarked wherever you go; which has caused the downfall of the upright, and has wrecked the lives of those who trust in the guardian Spirit of Good."
"Yes, I know," she answered quickly. "Yet I am tired of it all. I am aware that my power for the working of evil among my fellow-creatures is greater than that of any other person of flesh and blood; that at my touch objects held sacred are defiled and consumed, that sight of my face may cause a veritable saint to turn from his asceticism and become an evil-doer. All this I know, alas! All this is due to the influence of evil, which once I might have striven against, had I wished."
"You possess the _beaute du Diable_," he said. "Are you not the daughter of Satan?"
"If I am I decline to commit any further crime at your bidding," she answered, with indignation. "You have held me enthralled until now, but I tell you that you have strained the bond until it will ere long break.
Then I shall be free."
"I"m pleased that you have such pleasant antic.i.p.ations," he replied. "A woman who once gives herself over to the Evil One can never regain her freedom."
"But she can refuse to increase the enormity of her sin by committing crime at the bidding of the man who holds her beneath his thrall," she answered.
"You know what such refusal means?" he said in a threatening tone.
"Yes--death. Well, I do not fear it. Within me a new love has been awakened. I now love for the first time in all my life."
"Yet you have already said that in your heart love knows no place."
"I tell you I love him!" she cried. "He shall not suffer!"
She was evidently referring to me. I held my breath, eager to catch every syllable. Perhaps this man was urging her to kill me!
"The power you possess to work evil is irresistible," he said briefly.
"Alas! I know it," she answered. "Those with whom I am in daily contact little dream of who or what I really am, or they would shun me as they would shun a leper."
"Why should they?" her bony-faced companion asked. "Evil has been dominant in the world for all ages, and the Prince of Darkness has still the ascendency!"
"But is not mine the blackest--the foulest of all crimes?" she shuddered.
"Only one touch," he urged. "Your hand is fatal."
"Ah! why do you taunt me thus?" she cried. "Is it not enough that I should be degraded and outcast, overburdened by sin for which I cannot hope for forgiveness, and that my position should be irretrievably lost?
Is it not enough that in me all the evils of the world are concentrated, and that I am shut out from happiness for ever?"
"You had your choice," the man answered. "It is true that you are one unique among the millions of your fellow-creatures. The blackness of your heart is concealed by the purity of your face, and your real being so disguised that none suspect. If your real ident.i.ty were discovered some prophets would declare that the end of the world was near." And he laughed coa.r.s.ely.
"Yes, yes," she cried quickly. "But do not taunt me. I know too well the far-reaching influence which emanates from me, and the fatal effect of my touch upon all that is held sacred by those who believe in the Supreme. I have striven to do good, and have only wrought evil; I have been charitable, and my efforts have only resulted in bringing disaster upon the needy. Those whom I thought to benefit have rewarded me by curses, because all that I do is the work of the wicked. I have struggled to lead a double life, and have failed. I have tried to counterbalance the evil I am compelled to achieve by doing good works such as might endear me in the eyes of those who believe in the Supreme; but all, alas, has been in vain--all futile. I am now convinced that in my heart there can remain no good feeling, no womanly love, no charitableness towards my fellows."
"It is only what might be expected," he said in a dry tone. "Your great beauty is given you to cover your heart. You are soulless."
"Yes," she cried. "That is true--only too true. I have no soul, no conscience, no regret!"
She spoke in a hard tone, as though utterly wearied of life. Her voice had lost its music, and her speech was of one in blank despair.
"If you are without regret, then what I have suggested is the more easy of accomplishment," he said, in a low intense voice. "Remember that no power on earth can withstand your influence."
"I will not!" she cried, starting up in fierce determination. "Through your evil counsel I have already wrought that which I shall ever regret," she went on. "I have placed myself beneath the thraldom irrevocably, and have brought upon those who admired me a doom which has destroyed their happiness and wrecked their lives. I have now a lover-- a man who, because of my good looks, is infatuated, as others have been."
"It has been decided!" her companion said, with a calmness that was appalling.
"But I love him!" she declared. "I myself will be his protector!"
"You intend to defy the resolution which has been arrived at?"
"I have no intention of committing further sin," she said. "I may be an evil-doer and one of the accursed, but none shall say that I deliberately acted in such manner towards one who became fascinated by my beauty. Rather would I disfigure my face by burns or acid in order to render myself ugly and unattractive."
"No woman would do that of her own free will," he laughed.
"No ordinary woman could," she said. "But recollect who I am. Reflect upon my far-reaching influence for evil--an influence which is felt throughout this kingdom. I tell you that rather than continue I would kill myself."
The man laughed aloud.
"I admit all that," he said. "If the people of London knew the truth they would, I believe, tear you limb from limb. But they are ignorant; therefore you are but an ordinary girl of more than extraordinary beauty."
"Which means that my beauty will always ruin those upon whom I may bestow a glance. As my touch is fatal to certain objects of adoration, so is my love-look fatal to those who admire me. No," she added, after a brief pause, "I have determined to act as this man"s protector, instead of his destroyer."
"You are relenting," he observed with sarcasm. "Soon you will proclaim your repentance."
"No!" she cried fiercely. "I shall never repent, because of you. To you I owe the major part of this evil of which I am possessed, and to you--"
"It was your choice," he interrupted, with a brutal laugh. "You accepted the challenge, and gave your soul to the Evil One. Why blame me?"
"At your instigation," she went on in fierce anger. "To the world I am a pure, ingenuous girl; yet beneath this veil of virtue and purity I work these veritable miracles of evil, possessing a power which ofttimes appals me, an irresistible influence that nothing can withstand. I am unique in the world as possessing this superhuman faculty of being able to impart evil to those with whom I come into contact, be they pure as angels. You taunt me," she added. "But some day you will crave mercy of me, and then I will show you none--none! I will be hard-hearted as flint--as relentless as you are to-night!"
"You wish to break away from the compact, but you shall not," the man said firmly, between his teeth. "If you prefer defiance, well and good.
But I merely point out that obedience is best."
She paused. She was, I surmised, deep in reflection.
"Very well," at last she answered, in a hoa.r.s.e, unnatural voice. "Now that I have sunk so low I suppose it is impossible to sink further. But recollect that this same influence that I will exert over this, my latest victim, I will one day exert over you. I warn you. One day ere long you will crave pity at my feet."
"Never from you," the man said, with a short defiant laugh.