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
“The world is the world, and the business of those who are born to
greatness is to rule it as it is, not to hide away amongst books and
flowers, and to talk folly with a beautiful outland woman, and a scribe
however learned,” she answered bitterly, adding, “Oh! if the Prince
is not mad, certainly he drives others to madness, and me, his spouse,
among them. That throne is his, his; yet he suffers a cross-grained
dolt to take his place, and sends him gifts and blessings.”
“I think your Highness should wait till the end of the story before
you judge of it.”
She looked at me sharply, and asked:
“Why do you say that? Is the Prince no fool after all? Do he and you,
who both seem to be so simple, perchance play a great and hidden game,
as I have known men feign folly in order to do with safety? Or has that
witch of an Israelite some secret knowledge in which she instructs you,
such as a woman who can shatter the statue of Amon to fine dust might
well possess? You make believe not to know, which means that you will
not answer. Oh! Scribe Ana, if only it were safe, I think I could find
a way to wring the truth out of you, although you do pretend to be but
a babe for innocence.”
“It pleases your Highness to threaten and without cause.”
“No,” she answered, changing her voice and manner, “I do not
threaten; it is only the madness that I have caught from Seti. Would you
not be mad if you knew that another woman was to be crowned to-morrow
in your place, because—because——” and she began to weep, which
frightened me more than all her rough words.
Presently she dried her tears, and said:
“Say to my lord that I rejoice to hear that he is well and send him
greetings, but that never of my own wish will I look upon his living
face again unless indeed he takes another counsel, and sets himself to
win that which is his own. Say to him that though he has so little care
for me, and pays no heed to my desires, still I watch over his welfare
and his safety, as best I may.”
“His safety, Princess! Pharaoh assured me not an hour ago that he had
naught to fear, as indeed he fears naught.”
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