The Greatest Works of Aleister Crowley. Aleister Crowley

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      -made martyrs of its pioneers."

      I felt a little ashamed, to tell the truth ; but Lamus put me at my ease. He waved his hand towards a huge arm-chair covered with Persian tapestries. He gave me a cigarette and lighted it for me. He poured out a drink of Benedictine into a huge curved glass, and put it on a little table by my side. I disliked his easy hospitality as much as anything else. I had an uncomfortable feeling that I was a puppet in his hands.

      There was only one other person in the room. On a settee covered with leopard skins lay one of the strangest women I had ever seen. She wore a white evening dress with pale yellow roses, and the same flowers were in her hair. She was a half-blood negress from North Africa.

      " Miss Fatma Hallaj," said Lamus.

      I rose and bowed. But the girl took no notice. She seemed in utter oblivion of sublunary matters. Her skin was of that deep, rich night-sky blue which only very vulgar eyes imagine to be black. The face was gross and sensual, but the brows wide and commanding.

      There is no type of intellect so essentially aristocratic as the Egyptian when it happens to be of the rare right strain.

      " Don't be offended," said Lamus, in a soft voice, " she includes us all in her sublime disdain."

      Lou was sitting on the arm of the couch; her ivorywhite, long crooked fingers groping the dark girl's hair. Somehow or other I felt nauseated; I was uneasy, embarrassed. For the first time in my life I didn't know how to behave.

      A thought popped into my mind: it was simply fatigue-I needn't bother about that.

      As if in answer to my thought, Lou took a small cut-glass bottle with a gold-chased top from her pocket, unscrewed it and shook out some cocaine on the back of her hand. She flashed a provocative glance in my direction.

      The studio suddenly filled with the reverberation of her chant :

      " O Thou naked virgin of love, that art caught in a net of wild roses ! I adore Thee, Evoe ! I adore Thee, I A O! "

      "Quite so," agreed King Lamus cheerfully. " You'll excuse me, I know, if I ask whether you have any great experience of the effects of cocaine."

      Lou glowered at him. I preferred to meet him frankly. I deliberately put a large dose on the back of my hand and sniffed it up. Before I had finished, the effect had occurred. I felt myself any man's master.

      " Well, as a matter of fact," I said superciliously, to-night's the first time I ever took it, and it strikes me as pretty good stuff."

      Lamus smiled enigmatically.

      " Ah, yes, what does the old poet say ? Milton, is it ?"

       "Stab your demoniac smile to my brain, Soak me in cognac, love, and cocaine."

      "How silly you are," cried Lou. " Cocaine wasn't invented in the time of Milton."

      " Was that Milton's fault ? " retorted King Lamus. The inaptitude, the disconnectedness, of his thought was somehow disconcerting.

      He turned his back on her and looked me straight in the face.

      " It strikes you as pretty good stuff, Sir Peter," he said, " and so it is. I'll have a dose myself to show there's no ill-feeling."

      He suited the action to the words.

      I had to admit that the man began to intrigue me. What was his game ?

      " I hear you're one of our best flying men, Sir Peter," he went on.

      " I have flown a bit now and then," I admitted.

      " Well, an aeroplane's a pretty good means of travel, but unless you're an expert, you're likely to make a pretty sticky finish."

      "Thank you very much," I said, nettled at his tone. " As it happens, I'm a medical student."

      " Oh, that's all right, then, of course."

      He agreed with a courtesy which somehow cut deeper into my self-esteem than if lie had openly challenged my competence.

      " In that case," he continued, " I hope to arouse your professional interest in a case of what I think you will agree is something approaching indiscretion. My little friend here arrived to-night, or rather last night, full up to the neck with morphia. Dissatisfied with results, she swallowed a large dose of Anbalonium Lewinii, reckless of the pharmaceutical incompatability. Presumably to pass away the time, she has drunk an entire bottle of Grand Marnier Cordon Rouge ; and now, feeling herself slightly indisposed, for some reason at which it would be presumptuous to guess, she is setting things right by an occasional indulgence in this pretty good stuff of yours."

      He had turned away from me and was watching the girl intently. My glance followed his. I saw her deep blue skin fade to a dreadful pallor. She had lost her healthy colour ; she suggested a piece of raw meat which is just beginning to go bad.

      I jumped to my feet. I knew instinctively that the girl was about to collapse. The owner of the studio was bending over her. He looked at me over his shoulder out of the corners of his eyes.

      "A case of indiscretion," he observed, with bitter irony.

      For the next quarter of an hour he fought for the girl's life. King Lamus was a very skilled physician, though he had never studied medicine officially.

      But I was not aware of what was going on. Cocaine was singing in my veins. I cared for nothing. Lou came over impulsively and flung herself across my knees. She held the goblet of Benedictine to my mouth, chanting ecstatically :

      " O Thou sparkling wine-cup of light, whose foaming is the heart's blood of the stars ! I adore Thee, Evoe! I adore Thee, I A O ! "

      We swooned into a deep, deep trance. Lamus interrupted us.

      " You mustn't think me inhospitable," he said. " She's come round all right ; but I ought to drive her home. Make yourselves at home while I'm away, or let me take you where you want to go."

      Another interruption occurred. The bell rang. Lamus sprang to the door. A tall old man was standing on the steps.

      " Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law," said Lamus.

      " Love is the law, love under will," replied the other. It was like a challenge and countersign.

      " I've got to talk to you for an hour."

      " Of course, I'm at your service," replied our host. The only thing is-" He broke off.

      My brain was extraordinarily clear. My selfconfidence was boundless. I felt inspired. I saw the way out.

      A little devil laughed in my heart: " What an excellent scheme to be alone with Lou I "

      " Look here, Mr. Lamus," I said, speaking very quickly, " I can drive any kind of car. Let me take Miss Hallaj home."

      The Arab girl was on her feet behind me.

      " Yes, yes," she said, in a faint, yet excited voice. "That will be much the best thing. Thanks awfully."

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