The Pharaoh and the Priest: An Historical Novel of Ancient EgyptPrus, Bolesław
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The Pharaoh and the Priest: An Historical Novel of Ancient Egypt
Prus, Bolesław
Egypt -- History -- To 332 B.C. -- Fiction
"But still I believe, and I feel here," cried the heir, striking his
breast, "that Assyria must be trampled."
"Oh, that the god Amon might speak through thy mouth," said Mentezufis.
"What Thou sayst is true; Assyria will be humbled, perhaps even with
thy hands, but not immediately not immediately."
The priest took farewell; Ramses remained alone. In his head and his
heart raged a hurricane.
"So Hiram was right in saying that they deceive us," thought he. "I am
certain now that our priests have made a treaty with the Chaldeans
which his holiness will be forced to sanction. Has anyone ever heard of
a thing so monstrous? He, the lord of the living, and of the western
world, must sign a treaty invented by intriguers!"
Breath failed him.
"The holy Mentezufis has betrayed himself. It is true, then, that in
case of need Egypt can put forth an army of half a million? I did not
even dream of such forces. Still they think that I fear their fables
about fate, which commands us to solve riddles. Only let me have two
hundred thousand men, trained like Greek and Libyan regiments, and I
would undertake to solve all riddles on earth and in the heavens."
"That is a hot head," thought the worthy Mentezufis, while returning to
his cell, "a woman hunter, an adventurer, but strong. After the weak
pharaoh of today he reminds us rather of Ramses the Great. In ten years
the stars may change; he will ripen and crush Assyria. Of Nineveh there
will remain only ruins, sacred Babylon will find its true place, and
the one supreme God, the God of Egyptian and Chaldean prophets, will
reign from the Libyan desert to the sacred Ganges."
"If our youth would not make himself ridiculous by night pilgrimages to
the Phoenician priestess; if he should be seen in the garden of
Astaroth, or if people should think that the erpatr was inclining his
ear to the faith of Phoenicia. Not much is needed in Lower Egypt to
reject the ancient gods. What a mixture there is of nations here!"
Some days later the worthy Sargon informed the viceroy officially of
his position as ambassador, declared the wish to salute him, and begged
for an Egyptian escort which might conduct him with all safety and
honor to the feet of the pharaoh.
The prince deferred his answer two days, and appointed an audience to
Sargon at the expiration of two other days. The Assyrian, accustomed to
eastern delay in journeys and business, was offended in no way, and
wasted no time. He drank from morning till evening, played dice with
Hiram and other rich men from Asia. In free moments he slipped away,
like Ramses, to Kama.
As an elderly and a practical man, he offered the priestess rich
presents at every visit. His feelings he explained as follows:
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