It was this thought that kept him from going to see her--this, and the recollection that, after all, if she really HAD wanted to see him, she could have waved.
"There came a day, however, when another youth, who did not dare to go alone, persuaded him, and together they paid her a call.

The boy understood, then, many things.

He found the Princess; there was no sign of the girl.

The Princess was tall and dignified, with a cold little hand and a smooth, sweet voice.

There was no frank smile in her eyes, neither were there any mischievous crinkles about her nose and lips.
There was no mention of towers or flags; no reference to wavings or to childhood's days.