ABSTRACT
He was in his late sixties and she was much younger. When they met they didn’t realize that a storm would break over their heads and last for the rest of their lives. And break it did! No one quite knows how they met, but they had many friends in common. Martin Russell mentions in a letter that he had first introduced them,
One of the daughters, Mrs. Diana Beirne-Keyt, who is married to a New York stockbroker, tells me she thinks he left his estate to an Indian woman friend, Kusum, at one time married to an Indian called Narayan. I had introduced Kusum to both Narayan and Keyt in Bombay.1
