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Updated: May 15, 2025
Yesterday the revolt was greatest, for which the worthy nomarch Sofra gave command to take the tenth man. Every tenth man was clubbed, and I got the most, for I am big and have three mouths to feed, my own, my wife's, and my daughter's. When I was clubbed I broke away from them to fall down, O lord, in thy presence, and tell thee our sorrows.
The prince gave such a look to the nomarch that he bent double and moved backward. "What did the worthy Otoes command you the workers?" asked the viceroy of Bakura. "He commanded us, lord, to go along the bank of the Nile, swim in the river, stand at the roads, make an uproar in thy honor, and he promised to give us what was proper for doing so.
"Worthy father of Lady Hebron, my revered wife," said Tutmosis, "from thy bearing I see that Thou divinest the subject of which I wish to speak." "The nomarch of Thebes must always look ahead," replied Antefa. "I divine also that the commander of the guard of his holiness would not honor me by a visit for a frivolous reason." For a moment they looked each other in the eyes.
He had promised to take her from the Owl's Nest, after nightfall, for a lonely row upon the water. Now he was not coming alone, but with his fellow-artist, the sculptor Myrtilus, the nomarch and the notary she recognised both distinctly Gorgias, the rich owner of the second largest weaving establishment in Tennis, and several slaves. What did it mean?
"What woman has earned from the gods such a happiness?" "She is the beautiful Hebron, the daughter of Antefa, the most worthy nomarch of Thebes," replied Tutmosis, laughing. "If Thou wilt be pleased to speak on my behalf to that revered family I had thought to say that my love for thee would be increased, but I will not say so, for I should tell untruth."
The doorkeeper and two servants recognized him, for the night was rather clear. It is a great pity," finished the high priest, "that Thou hast not been here these two days past." The chief bowed very low to Mefres, and turned to the nomarch, "Wouldst Thou be pleased, worthiness, to tell me, graciously, how the prince was dressed that evening?"
I am certain that a hair of his head will not fall from him. Tomorrow morning I wish to see the regiment to which he belongs and learn whether he speaks truth or falsehood." After these words Ramses went out, leaving the nomarch and the guests in vexation. Next morning the prince, while dressing with the aid of Tutmosis, asked him, "Have the laborers come?"
Standing near his head was a black slave who cooled his master with an ostrich feather fan; on the pavement sat the scribe of the province reading a report to him. Tutmosis had such an anxious face that the nomarch dismissed the scribe and the slave straightway; then rising from the couch he looked toward every corner of the chamber to be sure that no one overheard them.
Further, I ask you, O fathers, what pharaoh, what nomarch, what noble pays old debts with alacrity, and does not look askance at the wealth of temples?" "That is vile greed," whispered Mefres. "And, finally," said Sem, "what heir to the throne has not dreamed of decreasing the importance of the priesthood?
"In the name of his holiness," repeated Mefres, "I command thee, Sarah, to tell the name of the murderer." Those present withdrew toward the door; the nomarch with despairing action closed both his ears. "Who killed?" said Sarah, in a panting voice, sinking her gaze in the face of Mefres. "Who killed, dost Thou ask? I know you, ye priests! I know your justice." "Then who killed?" insisted Mefres.
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