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"My son," replied the paraschites, "who is just returned from Syria." "Uarda's father?" asked Nebsecht. The soldier nodded assent, and said with a rough voice, but not without cordiality. "No one could guess it by looking at us she is so white and rosy. Her mother was a foreigner, and she has turned out as delicate as she was.
"Ah! grandfather has watered my pomegranate, I thought so! and there come my doves! give me some corn in my hand, grandmother. How pleased they are." The graceful birds, with black rings round their reddish-grey necks, flew confidingly to her, and took the corn that she playfully laid between her lips. Nebsecht looked on with astonishment at this pretty play.
Nebsecht considered for a moment, and then said: "I will give you a written paper, in which I will certify that it was I who commanded the theft. You will sew it up in a little bag, carry it on your breast, and have it laid with you in the grave. Then when Techuti, the agent of the soul, receives your justification before Osiris and the judges of the dead, give him the writing.
Paaker's bloodless lips moved silently, and an inner voice cried out to him: "The Gods point out the way! The name is gone, the bearer of the name must follow." "It is a pity about the ring," said Gagabu. "And if the hand is not to follow it luckily it is your left hand leave off drinking, let yourself be taken to Nebsecht the surgeon, and get him to set the joints neatly, and bind them up."
Then he drew out the bond Nebsecht had given him, held it up with both hands, as if to show it to the Immortals, and particularly to the judges in the hall of truth and judgment, that they might not reckon with him for the crime he had committed not for himself but for another and that they might not refuse to justify Rui, whom he had robbed of his heart.
Nebsecht nodded approvingly at the soldier, and he, as his father gratefully kissed the surgeon's hand, exclaimed: "Make the little one sound, holy father! It, is all over with gifts and offerings, for I have nothing left; but there are two iron fists and a breast like the wall of a fortress. If at any time thou dost want help, call me, and I will protect thee against twenty enemies.
Only today you have seen how the heart of the sacred ram " "Man, man!" Nebsecht interrupted, "the sacred heart is the heart of a hapless sheep that a sot of a soldier sold for a trifle to a haggling grazier, and that was slaughtered in a common herd.
Nothing was to be seen of the inhabitants of these tents, but when the prisoners had passed them, and the drivers were exchanging greetings with the out-posts, a girl, in the long robe of an Egyptian, came towards them, and looked at them. Pentaur started as if he had seen a ghost; but Nebsecht gave expression to his astonishment in a loud cry.
I can do nothing, nothing at all, and guide my instruments with hardly more certainty than a sculptor condemned to work in the dark." "Something like the blind Resu then," said Pentaur smiling, "who understood painting better than all the painters who could see." "In my operations there is a 'better' and a 'worse;" said Nebsecht, "but there is nothing 'good."
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?"
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