“But some white—somebody with blue eyes was here, too-somebody not Japanese.”
“Excellency is augustly mistaken.”
Excellency was not augustly mistaken, and if she did not explain immediately, excellency said he would raise the roof.
Whereat she got to her feet very slowly, and lifted her face in strangely tremulous appeal to them. They recognized her instantly.
“Those abominable blue eyes,” she said, “alas, belong unto me.” She bowed in humble deprecation.
“What were you doing?”
“Pray, pardon the foolish one. I did follow you to gaze upon you,” she said.
Flattered against their will, and fascinated by the girl’s peculiar beauty, the men smiled upon her.
“And why did you wish to gaze upon us?”
“Because, excellencies, the humble one wanted to satisfy herself whether the illustrious ones were gods—or—or—”