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His face was blue and his mouth full of foam." "Like that captive in Atribis, Thou rememberest him? His name was Bakura; he broke into the feasting hall with complaints against the nomarch. He died that same night from drunkenness, of course. What dost Thou think?" Tutmosis dropped his head. "We must be very careful, my lord," whispered he. "We shall try," answered the prince, calmly.
Tutmosis also rose, and yawned with a grimace. "Brr!" grumbled he, "what cold! Sleep is a good thing! I barely dozed a little, and now I am able to go even to the end of the world, even again to the Soda Lakes. Brr! I have forgotten the taste of wine, and it seems to me that my hands are becoming covered with hair, like the paws of a jackal. And it is two hours to 'the palace yet.
At present we insult the Phoenician gods, the Phoenicians insult our gods, and no thunderbolt strikes any man of us." The viceroy looked carefully at Tutmosis. "How did such thoughts come to thy head?" inquired he. "But it is not so long ago that Thou wouldst pale at the very mention of the priesthood." "Yes, because I felt alone.
"But but," added Hiram, "your soldiers have stopped on the path the priest Pentuer, who has something important to convey to the pharaoh." Tutmosis seized his own head, and sent officers immediately to find Pentuer. Then he ran to the pharaoh, and after a while returned and commanded the Phoenician to follow him.
From the moment when she met Ramses in the valley of the desert he had pleased her, but that feeling grew silent immediately beneath the influence of the stunning news that the shapely youth was a son of the pharaoh and heir to the throne of Egypt. When Tutmosis bargained with Gideon to take her to the prince's house, Sarah fell into a state of bewilderment.
The time of auger had passed, the moment of action had come, and Ramses formed his plan that very day. He summoned for the morrow those in whom he had most reliance: the high priest Sem, the prophet Pentuer, his favorite Tutmosis, and the Phoenician Hiram. When they had assembled he said, "Ye know, of course, the temples request me to return to them the funds borrowed by my father.
Whether this came from tales of the unfortunate illness of the sovereign, or from new intrigues, Tutmosis knew not; he felt certain, however, that the priests had had influence in producing that coolness. "That is a stupid rabble," thought he, not restraining the contempt in his heart.
They know not how to assemble at a given hour; while marching they stretch out like a swamp, and obey no commands. If the occupation of the temples were committed to regiments they would be in possession at present." "What art Thou saying, Tutmosis?" cried the queen. "Where has any one heard of Egyptian troops."
From the bearing of people with whom circumstances brought him in contact he divined that the servants, the slaves, the warriors, the purveyors of the court were discussing the insanity of the pharaoh, and were silent only when some superior might overhear them. At last Tutmosis, impatient and alarmed, decided on a conversation with the Theban nomarch.
"Is that a fit answer to the son of a pharaoh?" asked he. "Dismiss me from thy presence," said Tutmosis, sadly, "but I have told the truth. At present no one will make us a loan, for there is no one to do so." "What is Dagon for?" wondered the prince. "He is not near my court; is he dead?"
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