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All was quiet. Genji could make his way through to Utusemi. She was so small that he lifted her up easily.
She stood in confusion. She spoke with great firmness, but her thoughts were far from as firm. How happy she might have been if she had not made this unfortunate marriage with the old governor, the father of the Kii governor.
The first cock was crowing and Genji's men were awake. Genji parted, attracted to her extraordinary coldness.
She trembled to think that a dream might have told him of the night's happenings.
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