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Sometimes she went out on the terrace, pushed apart the sides of the tent with care, and looked at the Nile covered with boats in which oarsmen were singing songs joyfully. On raising her eyes she looked with fear at the gray pylons of the pharaoh's palace, which towered silent and gloomy above the other bank of the river. Then she ran again to her work and called Tafet.
Moreover Sarah was ill, thin, pale, her great eyes sank; at times she complained of faintness which attacked her in the morning. "Surely some one has bewitched the poor thing," groaned the cunning Tafet, whom the prince could not endure for her chattering and very bad management.
"Three days ago," interrupted Sarah, "the Phoenician Dagon was here. I did not wish to see him, but he insisted." "He gave me a gold ring," added Tafet. "He told me," continued Sarah, "that he was a tenant of my lord; he gave me two anklets, pearl earrings, and a box of perfumes from the land of Punt." "Why did he give them to thee?" asked her father. "For nothing.
A couple of times, for instance, the heir noticed that in the evening Tafet sent off to Memphis immense baskets with food, linen, even vessels. Next day she complained in heaven-piercing accents that flour, wine, and even vessels were lacking. Since the heir had come to the villa ten times more of various products had been used there than formerly.
In the night were visible people, in white caps and skirts, who climbed over the wall below. Tafet screamed in a heaven-piercing voice, the black slave seized an axe, took his place in the doorway, and declared that he would split the head of any man daring to enter. "Stone that Nubian dog!" cried men from the wall to the crowd of people.
"Ye are singing when we are sunk in suffering, and ye are praising the Jewess who stops the flow of the Nile with her witchcraft." "Woe to you!" cried another. "Ye are trampling the land of Prince Ramses. Death will fall on you and your children." "We will go, but let the Jewess come out so that we may tell our wrongs to her." "Let us flee!" screamed Tafet. "Whither?" inquired Gideon.
"His worthiness," said a single voice again, "sends greeting to the most beautiful rose of Lebanon." When the voice ceased, the sound of harps and flutes was heard. "That is music!" exclaimed Tafet, clapping her hands. "We shall pass the Sabbath with music." Sarah and her father, frightened at first, began to laugh, and sat down again at the table.
"Sarah knows nothing of this, I repeat, but the worthy Tafet, from fear lest the prince might grow indifferent to her foster child, would be glad to twist the neck of this secret. But we do not let her. That will be the prince's child also." "But if it is a son? Thou knowest that he may make trouble," put in the lady. "All is foreseen," replied Herhor.
On the ground dwelt the prince's black slave; above Sarah with her relative and serving-woman Tafet. The place was surrounded by a wall of partially burnt brick, beyond which at a certain distance were houses for cattle, workmen, and overseers. Sarah's chambers were not large, but they were elegant. On the floor were divans, at the doors and windows were curtains with stripes of various colors.
"I remember thee dressed in just this way over there in our valley," said Sarah. "Oh, where are those hours! So quickly have they passed, and so long is it since they vanished." "But I will return and bring the most famous physician." "What for?" inquired Tafet. "She is well, my dear chick she needs only rest. But Egyptian physicians would bring real sickness."
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