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"No, she is at Monte Carlo," said the proprietor.

"With the Russian duke?" said the man.

"No, she is there alone," said the proprietor.

"Where is the Russian duke?" said the man.

"He is dead," said the proprietor.

"Dead?" said the man.

"Yes, dead," said the proprietor, "as dead as all the rest of her lovers!"

"The devil!" said the man.

"Quite so!" said the proprietor.

"And the name of this woman," said the man, "what is it?"

"She calls herself Elise Du Barry," said the proprietor, "but other people call her something else."

"What do they call her?" said the man.

"'Our Lady of Red Lips'!" said the proprietor.

The man thanked the proprietor, and left the shop.

In the street he stopped before the window once more, and stood and stared at the picture.

"'Our Lady of Red Lips'," muttered the man.

And, as he left the window, and walked away, he murmured, "Monte Carlo!"

That night the man dreamed a strange and startling dream.

First he dreamed of black hair.

Hair as black as night.

It covered the heavens and the earth. There was nothing else in the world but black hair.

Then he dreamed of white skin.

Skin as white as snow.

It covered the heavens and the earth.

There was nothing else in the world but white skin.

Then he dreamed of green eyes.

Eyes as green as the sea.

They covered the heavens and the earth.

There was nothing else in the world but green eyes.

Then he dreamed of red lips.

Lips as red as blood.

They covered the heavens and the earth.

There was nothing else in the world but red lips.

The lips kissed him on the brow.

He felt as though he were swooning.

The lips kissed him on the mouth.

He felt as though he were dying.

The lips kissed him on the heart.

He felt as though the world were coming to an end.

His soul was full of terror.

He uttered a shriek.

And then--he awoke.

The next day the man left Paris.

He went to Monte Carlo.

The man's name was Howard Leslie.

He was a New Yorker.

He was an only son, and his father was a millionaire.

This was his first visit to Monte Carlo.

He walked into the Casino.

He looked at the people.

They were strange to see.

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