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"They have, lord; they have been waiting for thy commands since daybreak." "And is that man Bakura among them?" Tutmosis made a wry face and answered, "A marvelous thing has happened. The worthy Sofra gave command to shut the fellow up in an empty cellar of the palace.
But the insolence with which he burst in proves that the criminal is not a genuine Egyptian." "Who art thou?" asked Ramses. "I am Bakura, a laborer in the regiment of diggers in Sochem. We have no work now, so the nomarch Otoes commanded us." "He is a drunkard and a madman!" whispered the excited Sofra. "How dares he speak to thee, lord."
The prince gave such a look to the nomarch that he bent double and moved backward. "What did the worthy Otoes command you the workers?" asked the viceroy of Bakura. "He commanded us, lord, to go along the bank of the Nile, swim in the river, stand at the roads, make an uproar in thy honor, and he promised to give us what was proper for doing so.
Then Thou wilt be put to shame, and all the nomarchs with their relatives and servants will become thy enemies." The prince stood in the middle of the chamber and pondered. "Finally," said Tutmosis, "everything seems to show this, that the unfortunate Bakura was a drunkard or a maniac, and, above all, a man of foreign blood.
His face was blue and his mouth full of foam." "Like that captive in Atribis, Thou rememberest him? His name was Bakura; he broke into the feasting hall with complaints against the nomarch. He died that same night from drunkenness, of course. What dost Thou think?" Tutmosis dropped his head. "We must be very careful, my lord," whispered he. "We shall try," answered the prince, calmly.
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