An Incognito For the rest of that day, and several that followed, we were continually receiving visits from the neighboring islands; whose inhabitants in fleets and flotillas flocked round Odo to behold the guests of its lord.

Among them came many messengers from the neighboring kings with soft speeches and gifts.
But it were needless to detail our various interviews, or relate in what manifold ways, the royal strangers gave token of their interest concerning us.
Upon the third day, however, there was noticed a mysterious figure, like the inscrutable incognitos sometimes encountered, crossing the tower-shadowed Plaza of Assignations at Lima.

It was enveloped in a dark robe of tappa, so drawn and plaited about the limbs; and with one hand, so wimpled about the face, as only to expose a solitary eye.

But that eye was a world.

Now it was fixed upon Yillah with a sinister glance, and now upon me, but with a different expression.
However great the crowd, however tumultuous, that fathomless eye gazed on; till at last it seemed no eye, but a spirit, forever prying into my soul.