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Updated: June 24, 2025
I will make sure that Hosea shall shut his eyes to the other's death; but Pharaoh, whether his name is Meneptah or" he lowered his voice "Siptah, must then raise him to so great a height and he merits it that his giddy eyes will never discern aught we desire to conceal. There is one dish that never palls on any man who has once tasted it." "And what is that?" "Power, Hornecht mighty power!
Hornecht frowned again, and struggled painfully to control his anger. He perceived that he must overcome his objection to giving his daughter to the man whose birth he scorned, much as he liked and esteemed his character. He could not refrain from uttering an oath under his breath, but his answer to the prophet was more calm and sensible than the latter had anticipated.
Not until he halted to seek quarters for the soldiers did he hear from Hornecht, the captain of the archers, what had happened during the night. He listened silently, without the quiver of an eye-lash, or a word of questioning, until his men had pitched their tents.
But we are losing time. Who sent you to Hosea?" The youth cast down his eyes irresolutely, but when the prophet broke the silence with the query: "And what has become of the frankness you were taught?" he responded promptly and resolutely: "I came for the sake of a woman whom you know not." "A woman?" the prophet repeated, casting an enquiring glance at Hornecht.
He knew that the fever was increasing, as it had done once before when he nearly lost his life in the red disease; but he was ashamed to own it and battled bravely against his pain. When the sun was nearing the horizon Hornecht entered the garden.
While Hornecht was vainly trying to arrest the horseman's attention, his companion, Bai, the second prophet of Amon, whispered: "Let him go! He will learn where his nephew is soon enough." "As you desire," replied the soldier. Then he eagerly continued the story he had just begun. "When they brought the lad in, he looked like a piece of clay in the potter's workshop."
You understand me, Hornecht, and you, my lad, will comprehend my meaning later, when you become the palm- tree the promise of your youth foretells. But we are losing time. Who sent you to Hosea?"
"So it is once more a woman who is the source of the trouble." "Stop these jests, holy father," replied Hornecht, biting his lips. "A modest widow, and that boy with the down still on his lips." "At his age," replied the unabashed priest, "fullblown roses have a stronger attraction for young beetles than do buds; and in this instance," he added more gravely, "it is a most fortunate accident.
Not until he halted to seek quarters for the soldiers did he hear from Hornecht, the captain of the archers, what had happened during the night. He listened silently, without the quiver of an eye-lash, or a word of questioning, until his men had pitched their tents.
A stalwart smith kicked violently on the stout door; but the unbolted sides yielded so easily that he was forced to cling to the door-post to save himself from falling. Others, Hornecht among them, pressed past him into the yard. What did this mean? Had some new spell been displayed to attest the power of the Hebrew leader Mesu, who had brought such terrible plagues on the land, and of his God.
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