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"I have dared over-far, my King," he said, "because of my love for Egypt and my concern for thee. Bear with me further, I pray thee." Meneptah bent his head in assent. "Suffer mine inquiry, O Son of Ptah. Wilt thou tell me upon whose persuasion thou hast gathered thine army and set forth to pursue Israel?" "Upon the persuasion of Har-hat, my minister." "Yet this question further, my King.
"I would have thee speak favorably of me; I would have thee do me no injustice by deed or word, nor peril my standing with the king! This I demand of thee I will not buy it!" "To be plain," Rameses continued placidly, "thou wouldst insure to thyself the position of fan-bearer. Say on." "I am fan-bearer to the king," Har-hat continued with a show of increasing heat, "and I would fill mine office.
Would it were white-hot and clung to him like a leech!" Kenkenes said nothing. The murket's wrath was more comforting to him than tender words could have been. "Who hath the ear of Meneptah?" the murket continued with increasing vehemence. "Har-hat! And behold the miseries of Egypt! Shall we put any great sin past the knave who sinneth monstrously, or divine his methods who is a master of cunning?
"It is my duty and thine to hide this lovely folly up here, ere these searching minions of Har-hat or frantic Israelites come upon it." The scribe's sense of direction and location was keen. It was one of the goodly endowments of the savage and the beast which the gods had added to the powers of this man of splendid intellect.
"Dost thou espouse the cause of thy nation's enemy?" he asked. "I espouse the cause of the oppressed, and which, now, is more oppressed Egypt or the Hebrew?" This was different sort of persuasion from that which the king had heard since Har-hat took up the fan. The scribe was compelling him by reason; the man's personality was not entering at all into the argument. Meneptah's high brows knitted.
Doubt it not! He is a worthy off-spring of that noble sire, Mentu. If he offended, he hath suffered sufficiently. Let him go, I pray thee." "It is my word against her surmises, O Meneptah," Har-hat insisted. The king frowned more and stroked his cheek. "Thine anger should be abated by this time, Har-hat," he said feebly. "His rebellion is not yet broken.
From Pelusium to Syene, a waste, full of famine, mourners and dead men, and among these last thy Rameses! Meneptah did not permit him to finish. Purple with an engorgement of grief and fury, the monarch broke in, flailing the air with his arms. "Har-hat!" he cried. "Not I! Har-hat, who cozened me!" The voice rang through the royal inclosure, and the ministers came running. Foremost was Har-hat.
"Are ye lepers?" she asked in a frightened voice. "Nay, we are fugitives," Rachel answered. "Fugitives! What strait brought you to seek such asylum as this?" Again a speaking pause. "Who art thou, Lady?" Rachel asked, at last. "I am Masanath, daughter of Har-hat, fan-bearer to the Pharaoh." "And thou art a friend of the oppressed?" the Israelite continued.
"What hast thou done with the Israelite?" he asked in a tone so low that none but Har-hat heard him. But the fan-bearer did not doubt the earnestness in the quiet demand. "Hast thou come to trouble the king with thy petty loves, during this, the hour of war?" "Answer!" "She escaped me," the fan-bearer answered. "A lie will not save thee; the truth may plead for thee before Osiris.
Chastisement of a people whose murmurs brought down consuming fire upon the land? And yet, for vengeance and chastisement hast thou urged the king to follow after Israel. I know thee better, Har-hat! That serviceable wit of thine hath not failed thee in an hour. Thou hast not wearied of life that thou courtest destruction by the Hebrews' God. Never hast thou meant to overtake Israel!
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