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
While asking this question, he had his eyes fixed on the face of the
heir. But Ramses answered him with perfect calmness,
"I should say that only traitors could persuade the pharaoh to make
such a treaty."
Both priests started up. Mefres raised his hands; Mentezufis clinched
his fist.
"But if danger to the state demanded it?" insisted Mentezufis.
"What do ye wish of me?" burst out the prince. "Ye interfere with my
debts and women, ye surround me with spies, ye dare reproach me, and
now ye give me some sort of traitorous queries. Now I will tell you: I,
if ye were to poison me, would not sign a treaty like the one ye
mention. Luckily that does not depend on me, but on his holiness, whose
will we must all obey."
"What wouldst Thou do, then, wert Thou the pharaoh?"
"What the honor and the profit of the state demanded."
"Of that I doubt not," said Mentezufis. "But what dost Thou consider
the profit of the state? Where are we to look for indications?"
"Why is the supreme council in existence?" asked Ramses, with feigned
auger this time. "Ye say this council is made up of all the great
sages. In that case let them take on themselves responsibility for a
treaty which I should look on as a shame and as destruction."
"Whence dost Thou know, worthiness, that thy godlike father would not
act in just such a manner?"
"Why ask me, then, of this matter? What investigation is this? Who
gives you the right to pry into my heart?"
Ramses feigned to be so mightily indignant that the priests were
satisfied.
"Thou speakest, prince," said Mefres, "as becomes a good Egyptian. Such
a treaty would pain us, too; but danger to the state forces men to
yield temporarily to circumstances."
"What forces you to yield?" cried the prince. "Have we lost a great
battle, or have we no army?"
"The oarsmen on the boat in which Egypt is sailing through the river of
eternity are gods," replied Mefres, with solemnity; "but the steersman
is the Highest Lord of existence. The oarsmen stop frequently, or turn
the boat so as to avoid dangerous eddies which we do not even notice.
In such cases we need only patience and obedience, for which, later or
earlier, a liberal reward will meet us, surpassing all that mortal man
can imagine."
After this statement the priests took farewell. They were full of hope
that the prince, though angry because of the treaty, would not break
it, and would assure to Egypt the time of rest which she needed. After
their departure the prince called his adjutant. When alone with
Tutmosis, his long restrained auger and sorrow burst forth. He threw
himself on a couch; he writhed like a serpent, he struck his head with
his fists, and shed tears even.
The frightened Tutmosis waited till the access of rage had subsided;
then he gave Ramses wine and water, and fumed him with calming
perfumes; finally he sat near his lord and inquired the cause of this
unmanly outburst.
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