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So we have the King's seal that all the subject countries know and obey. It may be useful, yonder in Egypt, and at least the gold is of value." "Clever!" I exclaimed, "very clever. But you have forgotten something, Bes. When that knave escapes, he will tell the whole story and the King will send after us and kill us who have stolen his royal seal." "I don't think so, Master.
+397+. For Egypt there is the testimony of Herodotus, who describes a procession of women bearing small phallic images and singing hymns in honor of a deity whom he calls Dionysos probably Khem or Osiris or Bes; such images are mentioned by Plutarch, supposed by him to represent Osiris.
Here, upon the very boundary line, the two officers halted the cavalcade saying that their orders were to return thence and make report to the King. There then we parted, Bes and I with the six hunters who still chose to cling to me, going forward and the officers of the King with the guides and servants going back.
"Mebbe yuh'd bes' run down an' tell him we'll be a while yet," he replied, understanding her perfectly. "I don't see no way out neither. I'll come 'long soon's I can. Whiskers an' me can git the horses down." She gurgled softly into the darkness, and clasped his arm with both her hands. Nothing more was necessary.
I done talk wid a feller 'bout goin' in business." "What line of business?" "He gwine ter sho me ter-day, sah." "You don't think you might change your mind about Liberia?" "Na sah. I don't like my uncle dat's ober dar, nohow." "Then I can't help you any more, Sam?" "Na sah, Marse Robert. Y'u been de bes' master any nigger eber had in dis worl' an' I ain't nebber gwine ter fergit dat.
"'Magine me, Blue Pete, bes' shot in the Badlands, an' Canada, too, fer that matter least that's so, now Dutchy's gone, an' it was nip 'n' tuck between us 'magine me, cow-puncher from my born days, sometime rustler, sometime Mounted P'lice detective, sometime oh, sometime pretty near everythin' with a horse in it, an' a rifle, an' a rope 'magine me workin' 'longside a gang o' Dagoes 'n' Poles that think a knife's fer stickin' people, an' a rifle fer the P'lice . . . me shovin' rocks 'n' logs into a hole in the groun' that won't fill this side everlastin'! . . . Kin yuh 'magine it, ole woman?
Now I was filled with rage and horror, and about to refuse this mission when Bes broke in swiftly, "Will the King of kings be pleased to give command as to my master's safe and honourable escort to Egypt?" "It is commanded with all things necessary for Shabaka the Egyptian and the dwarf his servant, with the gold and gems and slaves he won from me in a wager, and everything else that is his.
At any rate he worked upon the mind of that Cup of his having first settled that she should procure a younger sister of her own to fill her place in such fashion that when at length I spoke to her on the matter, she did not say no." "No doubt because she was fond of you for yourself, Bes. A woman would not marry even to please the holy Tanofir." "Oh!
I kept well behind him, pretending to be afraid," and he chuckled quietly, adding, "I expect that he is now telling an angry tale about me to Osiris, or to the Grasshopper that takes him there, as it may happen." "These Easterns worship neither Osiris, nor your Grasshopper, Bes, but a flame of fire." "Then he is telling the tale to the fire, and I hope that it will get tired and burn him."
"And the youngster?" "They took the boy, too, an' reared him the bes' they knew how, jes' the same as one o' their own. One o' the Beaupoint boys went an' lived on the Calvern place, an' worked it, worked it fair an' squar', an' put aside every cent that come out o' the farm. For thirteen years the Beaupoints looked after the farm an' reared the boy.
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