“But what is it all about? How can it matter so much to any one whether a gem or a mere plate of gold...?”
“All that I will explain later,” he hastily replied.
“Tell me now....”
“Impossible. We have already put the patience of the judges to too severe a test. We have not a moment to lose.”
“Very well then; but I shall die of confusion and shame if I have to make a declaration....”
“Which is perfectly truthful, and by which you can prove to me that you love me,” he urged.
“But it is dreadful!” she exclaimed anxiously. “At least fasten my veil closely over my face.—All those bearded men....”
“Like the ostrich,” said Orion, laughing as he complied. “If you really cannot agree with your... What is it you called me just now? Say it again.”
“My dearest!” she said shyly but tenderly.
She helped Orion to fold her veil twice over her face, and did not thrust him aside when he whispered in her ear: “Let us see if a kiss cannot be sweet even through all that wrapping!—Now, come. It will be all over in a few minutes.”