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
"Therefore thou wilt have no difficulty in breaking the treaty when
thou shalt inherit power after thy father,--may he live through
eternity!"
Rameses thought awhile.
"It is easier," said he, "to sign a treaty than to break it."
"It is easy also to break a treaty," laughed Tutmosis. "Are there not
in Asia unorganized races which attack our boundaries? Does not the
godlike Nitager stand on guard with his army to repulse them and carry
war into their countries? Dost thou suppose that Egypt will not find
armed men and treasures for the war? We will go, all of us, for each
man can gain something, and in some way make his life independent.
Treasures are lying in the temples--but the labyrinth--"
"Who will take them from the labyrinth?" asked the prince,
doubtingly.
"Who? Any nomarch, any officer, any noble will take them if he has a
command from the pharaoh, and--the minor priests will show the way to
secret places."
"They would not dare to do so. The punishment of the gods--"
Tutmosis waved his hand contemptuously.
"But are we slaves or shepherds, to fear gods whom Greeks and
Phœnicians revile, and whom any mercenary warrior will insult and go
unpunished?"
"The priests have invented silly tales about gods,--tales to which
they themselves attach no credit. Thou knowest that they recognize
only the One in temples. They perform miracles, too, at which they
laugh.
"Only the lowest people strike the earth with their foreheads before
statues in the old way. Even working women have doubts now about the
all-might of Osiris, Set, and Horus; the scribes cheat the gods in
accounts, and the priests use them as a lock and chain to secure their
treasures."
"Oho!" continued Tutmosis; "the days have passed when all Egypt
believed in everything announced from temples. At present we insult
the Phœnician gods, the Phœnicians insult our gods, and no
thunderbolt strikes any man of us."
The viceroy looked carefully at Tutmosis.
"How did such thoughts come to thy head?" inquired he. "But it is not
so long ago that thou wouldst pale at the very mention of the
priesthood."
"Yes, because I felt alone. But to-day, after I have seen that all the
nobles understand as I, I feel encouraged."
"But who told thee and the nobles of that treaty with Assyria?"
"Dagon and other Phœnicians," answered Tutmosis. "They even said that
when the time came they would rouse Asiatic races to rebellion, so
that our troops might have a pretext to cross the boundaries, and when
once on the road to Nineveh, the Phœnicians and their allies would
join us. And thy army would be larger than that which Rameses the
Great had behind him."
This zeal of the Phœnicians did not please the heir, but he was
silent on that subject.
"But what will happen if the priests learn of your conversations?"
inquired he. "None of you will escape death, be sure of that."
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