"We shall see," her aunt replied. "We might stay a night or two, perhaps, but we will determine later."
So, leaving the children on the sands, and the goddess in her temple, they were borne swiftly through the desolate and forsaken streets of the once great city that they might take their train back to town.
CHAPTER VII
A FEAST OF BLOSSOMS
"The cherry blossoms are here, so says the paper this morning," announced Mr. Harding as the girls came down to breakfast one day in April.
"The paper says so? What do you mean?" said Eleanor.
"It is so important an event, my dear, that the papers always spread the news abroad," her brother told her. "There will be great doings and we must not miss them."
"Well, I am sure I am pleased to see something more than temples and shrines and such old stuff," returned his sister. "What special form of enticement can you offer us?"