Masago moved to cover her intense nervousness. The maid’s voice quavered.
“Exalted princess, I—I—” She stammered over her words. Self-confidence asserted itself in Masago. She raised her head imperiously.
“Take up the light and follow me!” she said.
Trembling, dumb, and horror-stricken, the maid obeyed, for she had caught one quick, clear glimpse of that sweet other face.
CHAPTER XVI
A FAMILY COUNCIL
