It is, I suppose, hardly natural to man to feel actual unkindness towards a young and beautiful girl who has given no personal offence.  Having once admitted, the justice of Eveena’s plea, and feeling that she would be more pained by the omission than by the fulfilment of the forms which courtesy and common kindness imperatively demanded, I kissed Eunane’s brow and spoke a few words to her, with as much of tenderness as I could feel or affect for Eveena’s rival, after what had passed to endear Eveena more than ever.  The latter waited a little, to allow me spontaneously to perform the same ceremony with the other girls; but seeing my hesitation, she came forward again and presented severally four others—­Enva ("Snow” = Blanche), Leenoo ("Rose"), Eirale, Elfe, all more or less of the usual type of female beauty in Mars, with long full tresses varying in tinge from flax to deep gold or the lightest brown; each with features almost faultless, and with all the attraction (to me unfailing) possessed for men who have passed their youth by la beaute du Diable—­the bloom of pure graceful girlhood.  Eive, the sixth of the party, standing on the right of the others, and therefore last in place according to Martial usage, was smaller and slighter than Eveena herself, and made an individual impression on my attention by a manifest timidity and agitation greater than any of the rest had evinced.  As I removed her veil I was struck by the total unlikeness which her face and form presented to those I had just saluted.  Her hair was so dark as by contrast to seem black; her complexion less fair than those of her companions, though as fair as that of an average Greek beauty; her eyes of deepest brown; her limbs, and especially the hands and feet, marvellously perfect in shape and colour, but in the delicacy and minuteness of their form suggesting, as did all the proportions of her tiny figure, the peculiar grace of childhood; an image in miniature of faultless physical beauty.  In Eive alone of the bevy I felt a real interest; but the interest called forth by a singularly pretty child, in whose expression the first glance discerns a character it will take long to read, rather than that commanded by the charms of earliest womanhood.

When I had completed the ceremonial round, there was a somewhat awkward silence, which Eveena at last broke by suggesting that Eunane should show us through the house, with which she had made the earliest acquaintance.  This young girl readily took the lead thus assigned to her, and by some delicate manoeuvre, whose authorship I could not doubt, I found her hand in mine as we made our tour.  The number of chambers was much greater than in Esmo’s dwelling, the garden of the peristyle larger and more elaborately arranged, if not more beautiful.  The ambau were more numerous than even the domestic service of so large a mansion appeared to require.  The birds, whose duties lay outside, were by this time asleep on their perches, and we forbore to disturb them.  The central chamber of the seraglio, if I may so call it, the largest and midmost of those in the rear of the garden, devoted as of course to the ladies of the household, was especially magnificent.