Oh!" went on
Kaku, simulating an enthusiasm that in truth did not glow within his
breast, "great and glorious is your lot, King of the world, and splendid
the path which I have opened to your triumphant feet. It was I who
showed you how Pharaoh might be trapped in Memphis, being but a poor
fool easy to deceive, and it was I--or rather Merytra yonder--who rid
you of him. And now it is I, the Master whom you threatened with rods,
that alone can interpret to you the happy omen of a dream which you
thought fearsome. Think of the end of it, Prince, and banish every
doubt. Who bore away the shape of Pharaoh? Why the spirits of your sons,
thus symbolising the triumph of your House."
"At least they will have no share in it, Kaku, for they are dead," said
Abi with a groan, for he had loved his sons.
"What of that, Prince? They died bravely, and we mourn them, but here
again Fortune is with you, for had they lived trouble might have arisen
between them and those other sons which the Queen of Egypt shall bear to
you.
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