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Fate
that has passed me by gives the dice to your young hand, but how the
cast will fall I know not, nor shall I live to see, or so I believe."
"Speak no such evil-omened words, my father," answered Rames tenderly,
for these two loved each other. "To me it seems more likely that it is
I who shall not live, for this is a strange and desperate venture upon
which I go, to tell to a great king the news of the death of his only
son at my own hand. Mother, you are versed in the books of wisdom and
can see that which is hidden to our eyes. Have you no word of comfort
for us?"
"My son," answered Asti, "I have searched the future, but with all my
skill it will open little of its secrets to my sight. Yet I have learned
something. Great fortunes lie before you, and I believe that you and I
shall meet again. But to your beloved father bid farewell."
At these words Rames turned his head aside to hide his tears, but Mermes
bade him not to grieve, saying:
"Great is the mystery of our fates, my son.


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