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For an hour or more we loitered about within view of the great gate of Zozoji, waiting for the cortege of the Shogun's daughter to march out on its return trip to the citadel. That the Princess would come back through the main entrance was evident from the fact that the _norimons_ of her ladies-in-waiting were stationed in the road at one side of the grand carved portal. Yoritomo stood beneath a camellia tree, seemingly lost in meditation, but I paced to and fro through the passing crowds, unable to restrain my impatience.
At last between the meshes of my hat brim I caught sight of the _samurai_ escort of the Princess issuing from the gateway. In their lead was the quick-tempered _hatamoto_ Yuki who had struck at me from the ferryboat at the passage of the Rokugu River. The bearers of the _norimons_ moved around, and as soon as the ladies-in-waiting had taken their seats, the cortege formed in line, with one of the _norimons_ before and the other behind the gold-lacquered palanquin of the Princess. We drew back behind a hedge of blooming privet.