"What passes here?" he gasped, sinking into a chair. "Is this the way
you conduct your midnight studies, Kaku?"
"Certainly not, most high Lord," replied the astrologer, trying to bow
with his eye fixed on Merytra, who stood by him, the torn wig in her
hand, in the act of striking. "Certainly not, exalted Prince. A domestic
difference, that is all. This wild cat of a woman whom I have married
having met with an accident, gave way to her devilish temper."
"Repeat that," exclaimed Merytra, "and I will throw you from the
window-place to find out whether your sorceries can make paving-stones
as soft as air. See, Lord, what he has done to me by his accursed
wizardry," and she exhibited her two front teeth in her shaking hand.
"I say that he set the spirit of Pharaoh whom he beguiled me to do to
death, in the crystal, for I saw him there wrapped in his mummy clothes,
and caused dead Pharaoh to burst the crystal and stone me with its
fragments."
"Be silent, Woman," shouted Abi, "or I will have you beaten with rods,
till your feet hurt more than your mouth.
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