I am going to crown a king over Judea!" She raised her veil to look at him with startled eyes.

The glimpse of her face, for ever a delight and an astonishment to him because of its extraordinary loveliness, swept him out of the half-serious air into which he had fallen.

He stopped and looked at her with pleased, boyish, happy eyes.
"Aurora!" he said softly.

"I see now why day comes gradually.

Mankind would die of excitement if the dawn were unveiled to them like this suddenly every morning!" She released the veil hurriedly, but before it fell he put out a hand, caught it and tossed it back over her head.
"Be consistent with your part," he said, still smiling.