The other five, putting on their veils, scampered up the inclined plane to the roof, much like children released from table or from tasks.

Turning to Eveena, who still remained beside me, I said-- "Get your veil, and come out with me; I have not yet an idea where we are, and scarcely a notion what the grounds are like." She followed me to my apartment, out of which, opened the one she had chosen, and as the window closed behind us she spoke in a tone of appeal-- "Do not insist on my accompanying you.

As you bade me always speak my thought, I had much rather you would take one of the others." "You professed," I said, "to take especial pleasure in a walk with me, and this time I will be careful that you are not overtired." "Of course I should like it," she answered; "but it would not be just.
Please let me this time remain to take my part of the household duties, and make myself acquainted with the house.

Choose your companion among the others, whom you have scarcely noticed yet." Preferring not only Eveena's company, but even my own, to that of any of the six, and feeling myself not a little dependent on her guidance and explanations, I remonstrated.

But finding that her sense of justice and kindness would yield to nothing short of direct command, I gave way.
"You forget _my_ pleasure," I said at last.