world in general of the Red Dancer of the Hundred Veils or no veils at
all has been told here in an attempt to separate the truth from the
fables. It has not been attempted to follow the legend to its entire
length, for that would be an endless task that is being increased by the
band of zealots who maintain that Mata Hari was a true Brahma and that
she still lives.
Between the mythical purple altar of the Kanda Swany where her life of
romance began and the rifle-range at Vincennes where it ended there is
the width of three continents. It required the talent of Mata Hari to
bridge the gulf. Her origin was as she chose to make it; the end was
none the less her own choice.
THE END
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TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES
● Fixed typos; non-standard spelling and dialect retained.
● Enclosed italics font in _underscores_.