The head was covered with a sort of hood, which left only the face exposed; and this too might be covered by a species of veil or mask, which, however, was now fastened back on the headpiece, after the manner of a visor.

The front of the tunic was embroidered with fantastic devices in gold thread, brightened here and there with precious stones; and other devices appeared on the hood.
The face of this figure was pale and calm, with great dark eyes beneath black brows.

The stature was no greater than that of a lad of fifteen, but the bearing was composed and dignified.

The contours of the figure, however, even as seen by that dim light, were those of neither a boy nor a man.

The wearer of the tunic was a girl, just rounding into womanhood, and the face was the face of Miriam.
Yet it was not by this name that Kamaiakan addressed her.