15/47 Then all her life seemed to rush into her eyes, and from under her veil she gazed at him, charmed, yet fearful to attract attention. One day he noticed her and asked, "Who is that girl ?" "A slave, Tuan! A girl that sells cakes," a dozen voices replied together. He never spoke to her any more. Somebody called out from the river bank; he turned away and forgot her existence. She heard Nina's voice calling out gaily, and saw Dain's face brighten with joy as he leaped on shore. |