She was lovely as the dawn; yet what especially distinguished her was a certain rich perfume in her breath; richer than a garden of Persian roses.

A sage physician discovered her terrible secret.

This lovely woman had been reared upon poisons from infancy until she herself was the deadliest poison known.

When a handful of sweet flowers was given to her, her bosom scorched and shriveled the petals; when the rich perfume of her breath went among a swarm of insects, a score fell dead about her.

A pet humming-bird entering her atmosphere, shuddered, hung for a moment in the air, then dropped in its final agony.