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If thou art successful, Israel will rise up and call thee blessed; if thou failest, the sons of Abraham will still remember thee with respect." No humility, no cringing gratitude in this. Queen Hatasu, talking with her favorite general, could not have commended him in a more queenly way. To Kenkenes it seemed that their positions had been reversed. He craved to serve them and they suffered him.
"Dost thou know Rachel, the Israelitish maiden?" Kenkenes asked, planting himself in the man's way. "The yellow-haired Judahite?" the man inquired, a little surprised. "Even so," was the reply. The soldier nodded. "Look to it that she is put to light labor," the sculptor continued, gazing loftily down into the narrow eyes. The soldier squared off and inspected the nobleman.
"I fear me, Kenkenes, thou durst not boast thyself an embroiler of nations," he said to himself. "The Hebrew prince is a zealot, and zealots have no fear for their lives. Truly those Israelites are an uncommon and a proud people. But, by Besa, is she not beautiful!"
She sprang away with a little shriek and Kenkenes, throwing out his arm, caught her and drew her close. "Menes is malevolent " he began. "Aye, malevolent as Mesu!" she panted. "What!" the soldier cried. "Has the Hebrew sorcerer already become a bugbear to the children?" "If he become not a bugbear to all Egypt, we may thank the gods," Siptah put in.
Kenkenes whirled away with an indescribable sound, rather like the snarl of an infuriated beast than an expression of a reasoning creature. Dashing down the sand, he plunged into the Nile and swam with superhuman speed for the Memphian shore. He defied death as a maniac does. The river was a mile in width and teeming with crocodiles.
"Who was thy good friend in this?" the young man asked one evening after a number of contented remarks concerning the market's appointment. "Who said the word in the Pharaoh's ear?" "So to raise me to this office it is needful that something more than my deserts must have urged the king?" Mentu retorted. "Nay! that was not my meaning," Kenkenes made haste to say.
Kenkenes was silent for a moment. Then he put his elbow on the arm of her chair and leaned his head against his hand. The attitude brought him close to her. "All these days," he said at length, "he has been unhappy among the happy and the unhappiest among the sad.
"But she hath not denied thee the babyhood privileges for all that, Kenkenes," the smiling woman said. "It is an excellent example of submission she hath set, Lady Senci," he replied, advancing toward the young girls about her. "Let us see if it prevail." But the troop scattered with little cries of dismay.
Having completed her service, she bade him a soft good-night and disappeared into the inner crypt, where Deborah had gone before her. Kenkenes immediately flung himself upon the pallet because Rachel's hands had made it, and in a moment became acutely conscious of all the ache of body and the pain of soul the day had brought him.
"The Hebrews are not spoiled with couches of down," she replied. "There are enough of the wrappings in yonder to take off the hardness, but even with the matting over them they will be gruesome things to sleep upon. They would bewitch your dreams. But mayhap ye will not suffer from one night's discomfort." "Where go we to-morrow?" Kenkenes did not answer immediately.
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