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Up sprang the Prince of Kesh roaring
with fury.
"Dog-descended slave!" he shouted. "Hog-headed brother of swine, is it
thus that you wait upon my Royalty?" and with the cup in his hand he
smote Rames on the face, then drew the sword at his side to kill him.
But Rames also wore a sword, that sword hafted with the golden crocodile
which Pharaoh had given him long ago--that sword which Asti the
foresighted had seen red with royal blood. With a wild, low cry he
snatched it from its sheath, and to avoid the blow that Amathel struck
at him before he could guard himself, sprang backwards from the dais
to the open space in the hall that had been left clear for the dancers.
After him leapt Amathel calling him "Coward," and next instant the
pillars echoed, not with Tua's music but with the stern ringing of
bronze upon bronze.
Now in their fear and amaze men looked up to Pharaoh, waiting his word,
but Pharaoh, overcome by the horror of the scene, appeared to have
swooned; at least, he lay back in his chair with his eyes shut like one
asleep.


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