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
"Rabsun, listen to me," added he, after a while. "I wish thy wife and
children and the shades of thy fathers to be as much thought of by
thee as each Phœnician ship is by me, or each stone of Tyre and
Sidon, or even of Zarpath and Achsibu."
"Dagon, tell truth," put in Hiram.
"I not care for Phœnicia!" continued the banker, growing excited.
"How many Phœnicians have I brought here to make property, and what
do I gain from having done so! I not care? Hiram ruined two ships of
mine and deprived me of great profit; still, when Phœnicia is in
question, I sit in one room with him."
"For thou didst think to talk with him of cheating some one," said
Rabsun.
"As much as thou didst think of dying, fool!" retorted Dagon. "Am I a
child? do I not understand that when Hiram comes to Memphis he need
not come for traffic? O thou Rabsun! thou shouldst clean my stables a
couple of years."
"Enough of this!" cried Hiram, striking the table with his fist.
"We never shall finish with this Chaldean priest," muttered Rabsun,
with as much calmness as if he had not been insulted a moment before.
Hiram coughed, and said,--
"That man has a house and land really in Harran, and he is called Phut
there. He got letters from Hittite merchants to merchants in Sidon, so
our caravans took him for the journey. He speaks Phœnician well, he
pays liberally. He made no demands in particular; so our people came
to like him, even much.
"But," continued Hiram, stroking his beard, "when a lion covers
himself with an ox skin, even a little of his tail will stick out.
This Phut was wonderfully wise and self-confident; so the chief of the
caravan examined his effects in secret, and found nothing save a medal
of the goddess Astaroth. This medal pricked the heart of the leader of
the caravan: 'How could a Hittite have a Phœnician medal?'
"So when they came to Sidon he reported straightway to the elders, and
thenceforth our secret police kept this Phut in view.
"Meanwhile he is such a sage that when he had remained some days all
came to like him. He prayed and offered sacrifices to the goddess
Astaroth, paid in gold, borrowed no money, associated only with
Phœnicians. And he so befogged all that watchfulness touching him was
weakened, and he went in peace to Memphis.
"In this place again our elders began to watch him, but discovered
nothing; they divined simply that he must be a great lord, not a
simple man of Harran. But Asarhadon discovered by chance, and did not
even discover, he only came on traces, that this pretended Phut passed
a whole night in the ancient temple of Set, which here is greatly
venerated."
"Only high priests enter it for important counsels," interrupted
Dagon.
"And that alone would mean nothing," said Hiram. "But one of our
merchants returned a month ago from Babylon, with wonderful tidings.
In return for a great present a certain attendant of the Satrap of
Babylon informed him that misfortune was threatening Phœnicia.
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