She looked at the girl opposite to her, the girl whose body was draped in perfumed silks, whose face was thick with rice powder, whose eyes were sad.

She felt no pity.

What feeling she had, she did not care to analyse.
"Is this your key ?" she asked.
"It was mine once, but its use has been forbidden to me," the girl replied.

"Prince Shan is a changed man.

Something has come into his life of which I know nothing, but as it has come, so must I go.