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Updated: June 10, 2025
She loves you because you are very handsome, very strong, and very gentle. But I do not care, since you do not love her. Now do you understand?" A faint blush coloured Poëri's cheeks; he feared lest Ra'hel were angry and spoke thus to entrap him, but her clear, pure glance betrayed no hidden thought. She was not angry with Tahoser for loving the man whom she loved herself.
"It is strange," said Ra'hel, thoughtfully. "Mistress," said the old woman, drawing near the Israelite, with a gentle, petting tone, "you know that I disliked the foreign woman." "You dislike every one, Thamar," replied Ra'hel, smiling. "Except you, mistress," answered the old woman, placing to her lips one of the young woman's hands. "I know it. You are devoted to me."
When Ra'hel awoke, she was amazed not to find Tahoser by her side, and cast her glance around the room, thinking the Egyptian had already risen.
Seated at the bed head, Ra'hel followed the changes in the features of Tahoser; troubled when she saw them contract and fill with grief, quieted again when the girl calmed down. Thamar, crouching beside her mistress, was also watching the priest's daughter, but her face expressed less kindliness.
The young Hebrew sat down by her on the matting, and spoke to her words which Tahoser could not understand, but the meaning of which she unfortunately guessed too well; for Poëri and Ra'hel spoke in the language of their country, so sweet to the exile and captive. Yet hope dies hard in the loving breast.
"Is it likely that the daughter of the priest Petamounoph would have fallen in love with Poëri and preferred him to the Pharaoh, who, it is said, loves her?" Ra'hel, who did not admit that any one in the world was superior to Poëri, did not think this unlikely. "If she loved him as much as she said she did, why did she run off when, with your consent, he accepted her as his second wife?
Tahoser remembered having heard him whisper that name while she was fanning him in his sleep. "He thought of her even in his dreams. No doubt Ra'hel is her name." And the poor child felt in her breast a sharp pang as if all the uræus snakes of the entablatures, all the royal asps of the Pharaonic crowns, had struck their venomous fangs in her heart.
Did you see how troubled she was when Poëri spoke against the idols of wood, stone, and metal, and how difficult it was for her to say, 'I will try to believe in your God'? It seemed as though the words burnt her lips like hot coals." "The tears which fell upon my breast were genuine tears, a woman's tears," said Ra'hel.
Day at last dawned, and Tahoser's fever grew worse. She was delirious at times, and then would fall into a prolonged slumber. "If she were to die here," said Thamar, "we should be accused of having killed her." "She will not die," replied Ra'hel, putting a cup of cool water to the lips of the sick girl.
Pushing back with her little hands the plaited masses of her hair behind her ears, she showed her face lighted up with love, as if she desired Poëri to read it; but seeing that he remained motionless near Ra'hel without encouraging her by a sign or a glance, she rose slowly, drew near the young Israelite girl, and threw her arms around her neck.
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