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Updated: June 21, 2025
"That noble Descher?" asked the master of the hunt in a tone of regret. "Your father was often by my side with that dog at a boar-hunt."
Only look at the big dog poor Descher! how he rubs against me, and shows that he has not forgotten me! Whatever comes from your house fills my mind with pleasant memories." "We all love you dearly," said Paaker looking at her tenderly. "And how sweet it was in your garden!" cried Nefert.
Rameri's voice sounded louder than all the rest; but the pioneer exclaimed: "The low brutes dare to resist? I will teach them manners! Here, Descher, look after the woman and these boys!" At his call his great red hound barked and sprang forward, which, as it had belonged to his father, always accompanied him when he went with his mother to visit the ancestral tomb.
Rameri's voice sounded louder than all the rest; but the pioneer exclaimed: "The low brutes dare to resist? I will teach them manners! Here, Descher, look after the woman and these boys!" At his call his great red hound barked and sprang forward, which, as it had belonged to his father, always accompanied him when he went with his mother to visit the ancestral tomb.
Rameri's voice sounded louder than all the rest; but the pioneer exclaimed: "The low brutes dare to resist? I will teach them manners! Here, Descher, look after the woman and these boys!" At his call his great red hound barked and sprang forward, which, as it had belonged to his father, always accompanied him when he went with his mother to visit the ancestral tomb.
The pioneer threw himself on a seat, and ordered some water to be brought, that he might cool his aching hand in it, according to the prescription of Nebsecht. As soon as the old man saw the broken fingers, he gave another yell of woe, and when Paaker ordered him to cease he asked: "And is the man still alive who did that, and who killed Descher?"
The pioneer threw himself on a seat, and ordered some water to be brought, that he might cool his aching hand in it, according to the prescription of Nebsecht. As soon as the old man saw the broken fingers, he gave another yell of woe, and when Paaker ordered him to cease he asked: "And is the man still alive who did that, and who killed Descher?"
Only look at the big dog poor Descher! how he rubs against me, and shows that he has not forgotten me! Whatever comes from your house fills my mind with pleasant memories." "We all love you dearly," said Paaker looking at her tenderly. "And how sweet it was in your garden!" cried Nefert.
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