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
"Give it for half a drachma a goblet, and we will taste it," said one
of the merchants.
"Half a drachma!" repeated the host. "Sooner will the Nile flow upward
toward Thebes than I give such sweetness for half a drachma, unless I
do it for thee, Lord Belezis, who art the pearl of Sidon. Hei, slaves!
bring to our benefactors the largest pitcher of wine from Cyprus."
When the innkeeper had walked on, the merchant named Belezis said to
his companions,--
"May my hand wither if that wine is worth half a drachma! But never
mind! We shall have less trouble with the police hereafter."
Conversation with guests of all nations and conditions did not prevent
the host from looking at the scribes who noted down food and drink, at
the watchman who stared at the scribes and the servants, and above all
at a traveller who had seated himself on cushions in the front
gallery, with his feet under him, and who was dozing over a handful of
dates and a goblet of pure water. That traveller was about forty years
old, he had abundant hair and beard of raven color, thoughtful eyes,
and wonderfully noble features which seemed never to have been
wrinkled by anger or distorted by fear.
"That is a dangerous rat!" thought the innkeeper, frowning. "He has
the look of a priest, but he wears a dark coat. He has left gold and
jewels with me to the value of a talent, and he neither eats meat nor
drinks wine. He must be a great prophet or a very great criminal."
Two naked serpent-tamers came into the courtyard bearing a basket full
of poisonous reptiles, and began their exhibition. The younger one
played on a flute, while the elder wound around his body snakes big
and little, any one of which would have sufficed to drive away guests
from the inn "Under the Ship."
The flute-player gave out shriller and shriller notes; the
serpent-tamer squirmed, foamed at the mouth, quivered convulsively,
and irritated the reptiles till one of them bit him on the hand,
another on the face, while he swallowed alive a third one, the
smallest.
The guests and the servants looked at the exhibition of the
serpent-tamer with alarm. They trembled when he irritated the
reptiles, they closed their eyes when they bit him; but when the
performer swallowed one of the snakes, they howled with delight and
wonder.
The traveller in the front gallery, however, did not leave his
cushions, he did not deign even to look at the exhibition. But when
the tamer approached for pay, he threw to the pavement two copper
utens, giving a sign with his hand not to come nearer.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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