"If I had--" he would say,
rather savagely, "we'd have had a hostage and could have made terms."
But Jeff was getting on excellent terms with his tutor, and
even his guards, and so was I. It interested me profoundly to note
and study the subtle difference between these women and other
women, and try to account for them. In the matter of personal
appearance, there was a great difference. They all wore short hair,
some few inches at most; some curly, some not; all light and clean
and fresh-looking.
"If their hair was only long," Jeff would complain,
"they would look so much more feminine."
I rather liked it myself, after I got used to it. Why we should
so admire "a woman's crown of hair" and not admire a Chinaman's
queue is hard to explain, except that we are so convinced that
the long hair "belongs" to a woman. Whereas the "mane" in horses
is on both, and in lions, buffalos, and such creatures only on the male.
But I did miss it--at first.
Our time was quite pleasantly filled.
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