He was talking to the girl, not with words, but in some secret language that he and she understood alone.

She started as one starts who catches the tone of a well-remembered voice in a crowd of strangers, and lifting her eyes from the ground, whither she had turned them in meditation, she looked up at Hokosa.
Instantly her face began to change.

The haughtiness and anger went out of it, it grew troubled, the lips parted in a sigh.

First she bent her head and body towards him, then without more ado she walked to where he stood and took him by the hand.

Here, at some whispered word or sign, she seemed to recover herself, and again resuming the character of a proud offended beauty, she curtseyed to Umsuka, and spoke:-- "O King, as you see, I have made my choice.