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During the next few days the rest of the facts leaked out the clothe and embellish the success story dramatized that afternoon in the newly restored hall of the Villa d'lite. It seemed that M.S, our rejected number, had avoided the issue where the maistre and white students were quartered and stuck out for herself in lodgings. To her landlord she let drop that she was an Indian princess, and she made rapid and impressive strides in learning Italian so that while the others were still giggling over a few words, she was making her debut in head society in reasonably fluent Italian. By the time the recital took place, the numbers of her friends and admirers were so great that they easily filled the hall. Soon afterwards a request by an AP correspondent for voices to send home provided the opportunity to give this cautionary tale the