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
When the retinue showed itself, all present fell on their faces, except
Patrokles, who, as a barbarian, stopped at a low bow, while Nitager
knelt on one knee, but soon rose again.
The litter stopped before a baldachin under which was an ebony throne
on an elevation. The pharaoh descended slowly from the litter, looked
awhile at those present, and then, taking his seat on the throne, gazed
fixedly at the cornice on which was painted a rose-colored globe with
blue wings and green serpents.
On the right of the pharaoh stood the chief scribe, on the left a judge
with a staff; both wore immense wigs.
At a sign from the judge all sat down or knelt on the pavement, while
the scribe said to the pharaoh,
"Our lord and mighty ruler! Thy servant Nitager, the great guard on the
eastern boundary, has come to render thee homage, and has brought
tribute from conquered nations: a vase of green stone filled with gold,
three hundred oxen, a hundred horses, and the fragrant wood teshep."
"That is a mean tribute, my lord," said Nitager. "Real treasures we can
find only on the Euphrates, where splendid kings, though weak so far,
need much to be reminded of Ramses the Great."
"Answer my servant Nitager," said the pharaoh to the scribe, "that his
words will be taken under careful consideration. But now ask him what
he thinks of the military ability of my son and heir, whom he had the
honor of meeting near Pi-Bailos yesterday."
"Our lord, the master of nine nations, asks thee, Nitager" began the
scribe.
But the leader interrupted quickly, to the great dissatisfaction of the
courtiers,
"I hear myself what my lord says. Only the heir to the throne could be
his mouth when he turns to me; not thou, chief scribe."
The scribe looked with consternation at the daring leader, but the
pharaoh answered,
"My faithful Nitager speaks truth."
The minister of war bowed.
Now the judge announced to all present to the priests, the officials,
and the guards that they might go to the palace courtyard; and he
himself, bowing to the throne, was the first to go thither. In the hall
remained only the pharaoh, Herhor, and the two leaders.
"Incline thy ears, O sovereign, and listen to complaints," began
Nitager. "This morning the official priest, who came at thy command to
anoint my hair, told me that in going to thee I was to leave my sandals
in the entrance hall. Meanwhile it is known, not only in Upper and
Lower Egypt, but in the Hittite country, Libya, Phoenicia, and the land
of Punt, that twenty years ago Thou didst give me the right to stand
before thee in sandals."
"Thou speakest truth," said the pharaoh. "Various disorders have crept
into the court ceremonial."
"Only give command, O king, and my veterans will produce order
immediately," added Nitager.
At a sign given by the minister of war, a number of officials ran in:
one brought sandals and put them on Nitager's feet; others put down
costly stools for the minister and leaders.
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