ABSTRACT
MANY months had passed in lamenting the World,l more shadowy than a dream. Already the tenth day of the Deutzia month was over. A deeper shade lay under the trees and the grass on the embankment was greener. 2 These changes, unnoticed by any, seemed beautiful to her, and while musing upon them a man stepped lightly along behind the hedge. She was idly curious, but when he came towards her she recognized the page of the late prince.3 He came at a sorrowful moment, so she said, "Is your coming not long delayed? To talk over the past was inclined." "Would it not have been presuming?- Forgive me-In mountain temples have been worshipping. To be without ties is sad, so wishing to take service again I went to Prince Sochino-miya."
