He bowed slightly, and she continued:—
“I have admired the very beautiful statue you have made of Prince Komatzu.”
“I trust that it will please the people,” he said simply.
“Nay, he has presented it as a gift to me,” she said.
Junzo recalled the report of her betrothal to the Prince Komatzu, and he turned a trifle pale. Possibly she divined his thoughts, for she said:
“We are cousins.”
“And will be—” He did not finish the sentence.
She changed the subject abruptly.
“You will be at the palace long?”
“Two more days.”