Part 28 (1/2)
So it went on till Pharaoh rose and departed, the great gold earrings in his ears jingling as he walked, and the trumpets sounding before and after him. I too rose to go with my mother when a messenger came and bade me wait upon Pharaoh, and with me the dwarf Bes. So we went, leaving an officer to conduct my mother to our home. As I pa.s.sed her she caught me by the sleeve and whispered in my ear,
”My son, whatever chances to you, be brave and remember that the world holds more than women.”
”Yes,” I answered, ”it holds death and G.o.d, or they hold it,” though what put the words into my mind I do not know, since I did not understand and had no time to ask her meaning.
The messenger led us to the door of Peroa's private chamber, the same in which I had seen him on my return from the East. Here he bade me enter, and Bes to wait without. I went in and found two men and a woman in the chamber, all standing very silent. The men were Pharaoh who still wore his glorious robe and Double Crown, and the high priest of Isis clothed in white; the other was the lady Amada also clothed in the snowy robes of Isis.
At the sight of her thus arrayed my heart stopped and I stood silent because I could not speak. She too stood silent and I saw that beneath her thin veil her beautiful face was set and pale as that of an alabaster statue. Indeed she might have been not a lovely living woman, but the G.o.ddess Isis herself whose symbols she bore about her.
”Shabaka,” said Pharaoh at length, ”the Royal Lady of Egypt, Amada, priestess of Isis, has somewhat to say to you.”
”Let the Royal Lady of Egypt speak on to her servant and affianced husband,” I answered.
”Count Shabaka, General of the armies,” she began in a cold clear voice like to that of one who repeats a lesson, ”learn that you are no more my affianced husband and that I who am gathered again to Isis the divine, am no more your affianced wife.”
”I do not understand. Will it please you to be more plain?” I said faintly.
”I will be more plain, Count Shabaka, more plain than you have been with me. Since we speak together for the last time it is well that I should be plain. Hear me. When first you returned from the East, in yonder hall you told us of certain things that happened to you there. Then the dwarf your servant took up the tale. He said that he gave my name to the Great King. I was wroth as well I might be, but even when I prayed that he should be scourged, you did not deny that it was he who gave my name to the King, although Pharaoh yonder said that if you had spoken the name it would have been another matter.”
”I had no time,” I answered, ”for just then the messengers came from Idernes and afterwards when I sought you you were gone.”
”Had you then no time,” she asked coldly, ”beneath the palms in the garden of the palace when we were affianced? Oh! there was time in plenty but it did not please you to tell me that you had bought safety and great gifts at the price of the honour of the Lady of Egypt whose love you stole.”
”You do not understand!” I exclaimed wildly.
”Forgive me, Shabaka, but I understand very well indeed, since from your own words I learned at the feast given to Idernes that 'the name of Amada' slipped your lips by chance and thus came to the ears of the Great King.”
”The tale that Idernes and his captain told was false, Lady, and for it Bes and I took their lives with our own hands.”
”It had perhaps been better, Shabaka, if you had kept them living that they might confess that it was false. But doubtless you thought them safer dead, since dead men cannot speak, and for this reason challenged them to single combat.”
I gasped and could not answer for my mind seemed to leave me, and she went on in a gentler voice,
”I do not wish to speak angrily to you, my cousin Shabaka, especially when you have just wrought such great deeds for Egypt. Moreover by the law I serve I may speak angrily to no man. Know then that on learning the truth, since I could love none but you according to the flesh and therefore can never give myself in marriage to another, I sought refuge in the arms of the G.o.ddess whom for your sake I had deserted. She was pleased to receive me, forgetting my treason. On this very day for the second time I took the oaths which may no more be broken, and that I may dwell where I shall never see you more, Pharaoh here has been pleased, at my request to name me high priestess and prophetess of Isis and to appoint me as a dwelling-place her temple at Amada where I was born far away in Upper Egypt. Now all is said and done, so farewell.”
”All is not said and done,” I broke out in fury. ”Pharaoh, I ask your leave to tell the full story of this business of the naming of the lady Amada to the King of kings, and that in the presence of the dwarf Bes.
Even a slave is allowed to set out his tale before judgment is pa.s.sed upon him.”
Peroa glanced at Amada who made no sign, then said,
”It is granted, General Shabaka.”
So Bes was called into the chamber and having looked about him curiously, seated himself upon the ground.
”Bes,” I said, ”you have heard nothing of what has pa.s.sed.” (Here I was mistaken, for as he told me afterwards he had heard everything through the door which was not quite closed.) ”It is needful, Bes, that you should repeat truly all that happened at the court of the King of kings before and after I was brought from the boat.”
Bes obeyed, telling the tale very well, so well that all listened earnestly, without error moreover. When he had finished I also told my story and how, shaken by all I had gone through and already weak from the torment of the boat, the name of Amada was surprised from me who never dreamed that the King would at once make demand of her, and who would have perished a thousand times rather than such a thing should happen. I added what I had learned afterwards from our escort, that this name was already well known to the Great King who meant to make use of it as a cause of quarrel with Egypt. Further, that he had let me escape from a death by horrible torments because of some dream that he had dreamed while he rested before the banquet, in which a G.o.d appeared and told him that it was an evil thing to slay a man because that man had bested him at a hunting match and one of which heaven would keep an account. Still because of the law of his land he must find a public pretext for loosing one whom he had once condemned, and therefore chose this matter of the lady Amada whom he pretended to send me to bring to him.
When I had finished, as Amada still remained silent, Pharaoh asked of Bes how it came about that he told one story on the night of our return and another on this night.