Moon of Israel: A Tale of the ExodusHaggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
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Moon of Israel: A Tale of the Exodus
Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
Exodus, The -- Fiction; Jews -- History -- To 70 A.D. -- Fiction
“From that hour the people began to threaten me. They crowded about
the palace gates in thousands, crying day and night that they were
going to kill me, the witch. I prayed for help, but from me, a sinner,
heaven has grown so far away that my prayers seem to fall back unheard
upon my head. Even the servants in the palace turned against me, and
would not look upon my face. I grew mad with fear and loneliness, since
all fled before me. At last one night towards the dawn I went on to the
terrace, and since no god would hear me, I turned towards the north
whither I knew that you had gone, and cried to you to help me in those
same words which I cried again just now before you appeared.” (Here
the Prince looked at me and I Ana looked at him.) “Then it was that
from among the bushes of the garden appeared a man, hidden in a long,
sheepskin cloak, so that I could not see his face, who said to me:
“‘Moon of Israel, I have been sent by his Highness, the Prince
Seti, to tell you that you are in danger of your life, as he is in
danger of his, wherefore he cannot come to you. His command is that you
come to him, that together you may flee away out of Egypt to a land
where you will both be safe until all these troubles are finished.’
“‘How know I that you of the veiled face are a true
messenger?’ I asked. ‘Give me a sign.’
“Then he held out to me that scarabæus of lapis-lazuli which your
Highness gave to me far away in the land of Goshen, the same that you
asked back from me as a love token when we plighted troth, and you gave
me your royal ring, which scarabæus I had seen in your robe when you
drove away with Ana.”
“I lost it on our journey to the Sea of Reeds, but said nothing of it
to you, Ana, because I thought the omen evil, having dreamed in the
night that Ki appeared and stole it from me,” whispered the Prince to
me.
“‘It is not enough,’ I answered. ‘This jewel may have
been thieved away, or snatched from the dead body of the Prince, or
taken from him by magic.’
“The cloaked man thought a while and said, ‘This night, not an hour
ago, Pharaoh and his chariots were overwhelmed in the Sea of Reeds. Let
that serve as a sign.’
“‘How can this be?’ I answered, ‘since the Sea of Reeds
is far away, and such tidings cannot travel thence in an hour. Get you
gone, false tempter.’
“‘Yet it is so,’ he answered.
“‘When you prove it to me, I will believe, and come.’
“‘Good,’ he said, and was gone.
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