would punish her severely.

Next day, when the king went to visit the jogi, the holy man
would neither speak to nor look at him.

'What is the matter?' asked the king. 'Won't you speak to me to-
day?'

'I have nothing to say that you would care to hear,' answered the
jogi.

'Why?' said the king. 'Surely you know that I value all that you
say, whatever it may be.'

But still the jogi sat with his face turned away, and the more
the king pressed him the more silent and mysterious he became. At
last, after much persuasion, he said:

'Let me tell you, then, that there is in this city a creature
which, if you do not put an end to it, will kill every single
person in the place.'

The king, who was easily frightened, grew pale.

'What?' he gasped--'what is this dreadful thing? How am I to know
it and to catch it? Only counsel me and help me, and I will do
all that you advise.'

'Ah!' replied the jogi, 'it is indeed dreadful. It is in the
shape of a beautiful girl, but it is really an evil spirit. Last