"But it looks like poetry: minstrel, you should know." "Interpret then," said I.
"Shall I, then, be your Flora's flute, and Hautia's dragoman?
Held aloft, the Iris signified a message.

These purple-woven Circe flowers mean that some spell is weaving.

That golden, pining jonquil, which you hold, buried in those wormwood leaves, says plainly to you-- Bitter love in absence." Said Media, "Well done, Taji, you have killed a queen." "Yet no Queen Hautia have these eyes beheld." Said Babbalanja, "The thrice waved oleanders, Yoomy; what meant they ?" "Beware--beware--beware." "Then that, at least, seems kindly meant," said Babbalanja; "Taji, beware of Hautia.".