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"But if I look for proof?" burst out the prince. He ran through the room, and snorted like an angry lion. When he was somewhat quieted, Tutmosis added, "Seek not for proof where it is not to be discovered, for Thou wilt not find even witnesses.
"I do not speak of her, but of those Jews who have settled down at that villa like papyrus in swamp land. Dost Thou see, they are looking out at thee yet, and perhaps are sending greetings," said the flatterer. The prince turned to another side with displeasure, and Tutmosis winked joyfully at the officers, as if to tell them that Ramses would not leave their society very soon this time.
When the highway turned toward the desert, the crowd became thinner, and when they approached the place where the staff of the heir had entered the ravine because of the scarabs, there was no one. Ramses nodded to Tutmosis, and pointing to the naked hill, whispered, "Thou wilt go to Sarah." "I understand." "Tell her father that I will give him land outside Memphis." "I understand.
Ramses tottered at moments like a drunken man, and turned his head. At last they were climbing the opposite hill. "And this man," thought Tutmosis, "wants to battle with the priesthood!" RAMSES and his comrade ran about a quarter of an hour along the rocky ridge of the hill, drawing ever nearer to the trumpets, which sounded more and more urgently.
Besides, she commanded that five talents be given her from the treasury of the viceroy, for clothes, slaves, and horses. In the evening the prince, while yawning, spoke thus to Tutmosis, "His holiness my father gave me a great lesson when he said that women are very costly." "The position is worse when there are no women," replied the exquisite.
"What dost Thou wish, my son?" asked the high priest of the chief, who was somewhat confused by the meeting. Tutmosis mastered himself quickly, and said, "Herhor, high priest of Amon in Thebes, because of letters which Thou hast written to Sargon, the Assyrian satrap, which letters I have with me, Thou art accused of high treason to the state, and must justify thyself before the pharaoh."
Not greatly pleased by this end of his explanation, the holy Mentezufis took leave of the viceroy. After the priest had gone, Tutmosis entered. "The Greeks are raising the pile for their chief," said he, "and a number of Libyan women have agreed to wail at the funeral ceremony." "We shall be present," answered Ramses. "Dost Thou know that my son is killed? such a little child.
At his palace the prince found Tutmosis, who had just returned from Memphis and had barely taken time to bathe and dress after the journey. "What hast Thou to say?" inquired the prince of his favorite, divining that he had not brought pleasant tidings. "Hast Thou seen his holiness?" "I saw the sun-god of Egypt, and this is what he said to me." "Speak," hurried Ramses.
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.
"Even the mistress of the secretary of a lord who carries the fan for the nomarch of Memphis?" asked Tutmosis, jeeringly. "Even." "Even the mistress of the lord who carries the fan?" Sarah hesitated, but answered, "Even." "Then perhaps she would not become the mistress of the nomarch?" The girl's hands dropped.
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