He came towards her, slowly, with his eyes upon her face.
"You are the Princess," he said.

"My father has told me.

You are the Princess who was given the Food of the Gods." "I am the Princess--yes," she said, with eyes of wonder.

"But--what are you ?" "I am the son of the man who made the Food of the Gods." "The Food of the Gods!" "Yes, the Food of the Gods." "But--" Her face expressed infinite perplexity.
"What?
I don't understand.

The Food of the Gods ?" "You have not heard ?" "The Food of the Gods! _No_!" She found herself trembling violently.