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Seeing, however, a friendly and familiar smile on the face of the other, he quickened his steps, and, holding out his hand with a heartiness for which none of his Persian acquaintances would have given him credit, exclaimed in Egyptian: "Can I believe my eyes? You in Persia, old Hib? I should as soon have expected the sky to fall as to have the pleasure of seeing you on the Euphrates.
Nebenchari's face darkened, as Hib came into the room. "Come nearer," said he in a commanding tone to the old man. Hib obeyed with a shrug of the shoulders. "Tell me, have you taken a bribe from this man? Yes or no? I must know the truth; it can influence my future for good or evil.
But old Hib is not quite so stupid as to let himself be caught in that way, though some people, who ought to know better, do fancy he can be bribed and is no better than the son of an ass. What did I do then? I pretended to be quite crushed into submission by the sight of the signet-ring, begged Pichi as politely as I could to unfasten my hands, and told him I would fetch the keys.
The rest you knew already." Nebenchari bowed assent and gave Hib a sign to leave the room, which the old man obeyed, grumbling and scolding in a low tone as he departed. When the door had closed on him, Nebenchari, the man whose calling was to heal, drew nearer to the soldier Phanes, and said: "I am afraid we cannot be allies after all, Greek." "Why not?"
The little one had caused her shame and sorrow enough, but she would not be persuaded to give up the body of her darling, until I promised that it should be embalmed and buried in the most splendid manner. We put the little corpse into my large medicine-chest, my son Nebenchari carried it this time instead of my servant Hib, and so it was introduced into the room where Hophra's widow had died.
Though he had known Phanes in Sais, he received him with cold politeness, and, after the first greeting was ended, told Hib to leave them alone. "I have come to you," said the Athenian, "to speak about some very important affairs." "With which I am already acquainted," was the Egyptian's curt reply. "I am inclined to doubt that," said Phanes with an incredulous smile.
Ah, child, how anxious I have been! I expected to find you as wasted and thin as a convict from the quarries; I thought you would have been grieving and unhappy, and here you are as well, and handsome and portly as ever. If poor old Hib had been in your place he would have been dead long ago." "Yes, I don't doubt that, old fellow.
Very well, then go and leave poor old Hib here to die. I can't possibly live another hour among these creatures." "What would you have me do then?" "Let me live with you as long as we are in Persia." "Have they treated you so very roughly?" "I should think they had indeed. It is loathsome to think of. They forced me to eat out of the same pot with them and cut my bread with the same knife.
The old man made another obeisance, and before his master left him, said: "I came here under the protection of Phanes, the former commander of the Greek mercenaries. He wishes very much to speak with you." "That is his concern. He can come to me." "You never leave that sick girl, whose eyes are as sound as..." "Hib!" "For all I care she may have a cataract in both.
Much more interesting to Hasdrubal was the line of dots spreading on the horizon to northwest. Despite the distance his keen eyes could catch the rise and fall of the oar banks—war-ships, not traders. Hib was right, and Hasdrubal’s face grew longer.
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