And first among their friends they went with words Of mystery and hints of wondrous things They had for sale. And so these servants bore The story to their masters, "The _dyangs_ Have something wonderful to sell." And soon The daughters of the houses rich began To clamor for a sight of this great prize. Then the _dyangs,_ went to the houses all. The young girls said, "Oh, tell us now the price." Dyang Wiravan quickly answered, then Dyang Podagah: "Tis a princely thing; I'll go and ask the price and tell it thee." And so they spoke, and so they looked about To find a face more beautiful and rare Than their own Queen's, and wearied in the search. "Where can we further look?" they said, and then Bethought them of the strangers and the priests. But in that quarter no one dared to touch The precious things, but thought it passing strange The Queen should wish to sell. To the _campong_ Of merchants next they went. A double line Of ramparts guarded it. "Here is more stir And gayety," they said, "with sport and song, Than elsewhere have we found." And so they sought The richest merchants. "We have something rare," They said, "made by an artist Javanese." When Bidasari's servants saw these folk They said: "Bring these things to our house and we Will show them to our master. He will buy." Then the _dyangs_ with smiles replied: "They are Not ours, but our good Queen's. And only we May show them, lest a stone be lost, perchance, And we be punished." Bidasari's maids Were glad and said, "Wait but a moment here Until we find what Bidasari wills." They found her with her maids, and told the tale. Then Bidasari bade them bring to her The stranger folk, and said, "If I be pleased I'll buy." Dang Ratna Watie went and told The women that young Bidasari wished To see their wares. The four _dyangs_ came in Together. Joy their faces all suffused, But they seemed timid, modest, full of fear. Then Bidasari's women said to them: "Come, O young women, all are loyal here. Enter, our sisters and our friends." Now when The Queen's _dyangs_ had looked about them there They all were dazzled, Bidasari's face So beautiful appeared. How beat their hearts! As they upon her lovely features gazed, Each murmured to herself, "She is more fair Than our great Queen."