The Prince was pleased and thought her not without taste.
He seemed very elegant. He was attired as usual, his underdress exquisite. Her eye was much charmed, and she thought that she was too frivolous [to be thinking about it].
Next day he wrote:
Yesterday I was sorry that you were embarrassed, yet the more attracted by it.
She answered:
The Goddess of Mount Katuragi[21] would have felt so too—
There is no bridge across the way of Kumé.
I did not know what to do.
The messenger came back with his poem:
Were my devotion to be rewarded
How could I stop,
Though bridge were none at Katuragi San.
After that he came oftener, and her tiresome days were lightened.