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Updated: June 10, 2025
When I carried him he laughed and held out his little hands to me. What wickedness may be in the human heart is beyond comprehension. If that vile Lykon had attempted my life I could understand, even forgive him. But to slay a little child." "But have they told thee of Sarah's devotion?" inquired Tutmosis. "She was, as I think, the most faithful of women, and I did not treat her justly.
Ye will see the might of the gods and receive your reward." The nomarchs took farewell of the high priests, not trying even to hide their own grief and alarm. Only Herhor and Mefres remained. After a long silence Herhor said, "Yes, that Lykon was good as long as he counterfeited the maniac. But that it should be possible to show him instead of Ramses."
One night in Pi-Bast my own shade appeared to me. That shade was just like me, and even dressed like me. Soon, however, I convinced myself that it was no shade. It was a living man, a certain Lykon, the vile murderer of my son. He began his offences by frightening the Phoenician woman Kama.
And when Lykon, of Skarphia, an excellent actor who had pleased Alexander well, inserted a verse into the comedy which he was acting, in which he begged to be given ten talents, Alexander laughed and gave them to him.
"Phoenicia," replied the old man, deliberately and with emphasis, "forgives the greatest offence to that person who possesses the favor of our lord Ramses, may he live through eternity! As to Lykon," added he, turning to the heir, "Thou wilt have him, dead or living." Hiram made a profound obeisance and went from the chamber, leaving the prince with the priestess.
After the chief had gone Mefres summoned a number of priests, and whispered something into the ears of the eldest. The priests surrounded the Greek and conducted him out of the chamber. Lykon made no resistance. "I think," said Sem, "that this man should be brought before the court as a murderer." "Never!" cried Mefres, with decision.
And a race began which was unique in its kind: Lykon was hurling toward the palace, like a swift runner; after him were the three unknown men, and the three overseers of the labyrinth. A few hundred steps from the garden the pursuing groups came together. It was night then, but clear. "Who are ye?" asked one of the labyrinth men of the others.
He was a singer in our temple, and said that he loved me. But he has rejected me, the infamous traitor, and seized my jewels." "Why did Lykon kill the child?" "He wanted to kill the prince, but not finding him in the palace, he ran to Sarah's villa." "How did the criminal enter a house that was guarded?" "Dost Thou not know that Lykon resembles the prince?
Not only did he fail to understand what he was to do in that unheard-of position, but even he knew not what to think of the position itself. His conviction while conversing with Niort's, that Lykon, the emissary of high priests, had appeared in the garden, was equaled now by his doubts as to whether the Greek had been there at all.
The prince laughed, but he had not patience to listen to the complaints of the ex-priestess. "Be at rest," said he, when going, "and wonder not if after some days men bring in thy Lykon bound like a jackal. That insolent ruffian has worn out my patience." On returning to his palace the prince summoned Hiram and the chief of police in Pi-Bast.
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