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
"Valiant Greek soldiers! mangy dogs, may the leprosy consume you! If,
from this time on, any Greek mentions the name of the heir to the
throne in a dramshop, I will break a pitcher on his head, cram the
pieces down his throat, and then drive him out of the regiment! One
and another of you will herd swine for Egyptian earth-workers, and
hens will lay eggs in your helmets. Such is the fate waiting for
stupid soldiers who know not how to keep their tongues quiet. And
now--to the left! to the rear! turn! and march to the boat, may the
plague strike you! A soldier of his holiness should drink first of all
to the health of the pharaoh and the prosperity of the worthy minister
of war, Herhor,--may they live through eternity!"
"May they live through eternity!" repeated the soldiers.
All took their places in the boat, looking gloomy. But when near
Memphis Patrokles smoothed out his wrinkled forehead and commanded
them to sing the song of that priest's daughter who so loved soldiers
that she put a doll in her bed and passed the whole night in the booth
of the sentries. Keeping time to this song, they always marched best,
and moved the oars with most nimbleness.
In the evening another boat approached Sarah's dwelling, out of which
came the chief steward of the prince's property.
Rameses received this official at the garden gate also. Perhaps he did
this through sternness, or perhaps not to constrain the man to enter
the house of his mistress and a Jewess.
"I wished," said the heir, "to see thee and to say that among my
people certain improper conversations circulate concerning decrease of
rent, or something of that kind. I wish those people to know that I
will not decrease rents. But should any man in spite of warnings
persist in his folly and talk about rents, he will receive blows of
canes."
"Perhaps it would be better if he paid a line,--an uten or a drachma,
whatever is commanded, worthiness," said the chief steward.
"Yes; but the worst offender might be beaten."
"I make bold to offer a remark, worthiness," said the steward in a low
tone, inclining continually, "that the earth-workers, roused by some
unknown person, really did talk for a time about decrease of rent. But
some days ago they ceased on a sudden."
"In that case we might withhold the blows of canes," said Rameses.
"Unless as preventive means," put in the steward.
"Would it not be too bad to spoil the canes?"
"We shall never lack articles of that sort."
"But with moderation in every case. I do not wish it to go to his
holiness that I torture men without need. For rebellious conversation
we must beat and take fines in money, but when there is no cause for
punishment we may be magnanimous."
"I understand," answered the steward, looking into the eyes of
Rameses.
"Let them cry out as much as they like if they do not whisper
blasphemy."
These talks with Patrokles and the steward were reported throughout
Egypt.
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