." "Not for Legitimacy," I interrupted the inquiry lightly.

"But what's the use asking such questions?
It's like asking the veiled figure of fate.
It doesn't know its own mind nor its own heart.

It has no heart.

But what if I were to start asking you--who have a heart and are not veiled to my sight ?" She dropped her charming adolescent head, so firm in modelling, so gentle in expression.

Her uncovered neck was round like the shaft of a column.