"The history of my life which I am about to relate to you is known to
no one, and I only reveal it now as it is necessary for the success of
the experiment I contemplate making that you should know all about me.
I am generally supposed to be a cosmopolitan as I speak many
languages, have travelled a great deal, and physically resemble the
natives of no particular country. As a matter of fact, however, I am
of mixed blood, my father being an Irish adventurer, and my mother a
pure-blooded Hindoo. This blending of the East and the West gave me on
the one hand a strong physique, and on the other a reflective brain,
so that I was eminently fitted for the strange career I chose to lead
during the earlier part of my life.
"My father went out to India when it was ruled by the H.E.I.C. and,
being an unscrupulous man, determined to make money in the easiest way
he could. A chance soon presented itself, for my mother, the daughter
of a high priest of Brahma, fell in love with his handsome face, and
yielding to his protestations of love, gave up her country, religion
and parents in order to fly with him, which she did, carrying with her
no inconsiderable amount of wealth, principally consisting of gems
stolen from the treasury of the temple.
"My parents came to England and, shortly after I was born, my mother,
unable to bear the rigour of the English climate, died, while my
father shortly afterwards followed her to the grave, being assisted
there, as I strongly suspect, by a Hindoo servant who resented his
treatment of my mother. This servant, by name Lai Chunder, then
returned to India, taking with him the remnant of the stolen jewels
and myself, the offspring of the ill-fated marriage. The jewels were
restored to the temple of the offended god, and I was given in charge
of my grandfather, the high priest, while Lai Chunder, having lost
caste by crossing the ocean, was purified before the shrine of Brahma
and then sent forth as a fakir to do penance for the rest of his life.
"Seeing that I was partly Irish, and the offspring of a man he hated,
my grandfather was not at all prepossessed in my favour, and I have
often wondered that he did not kill me by some subtle means known to
his sect, but whatever power may have withheld his hand, he did not do
so, but at first tolerated my presence and afterwards grew very fond
of me. My mixed blood prevented me from becoming a priest, but my
grandfather taught me all the lore of the temple, and being a
remarkably quick child I soon picked up a great deal of curious
knowledge. The East, as you know, has always been much more
accomplished in esoteric learning than the West, seeing that the
Asiatics study the operations of the spirit, while the Europeans
confine themselves mostly to the material wants of man, so that having
a vein of Eastern mysticism in my blood coming from my mother's side,
I became deeply versed in occult science.
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