Have you
not earned the place by right of blood, O conqueror of Pharaoh, and did
not Pharaoh promise it to you in your sleep? Come, the sun of this new
day shines, let us walk in it, and bid farewell to shadows."
CHAPTER XII
THE ROYAL MARRIAGE
A strange rumour ran through Memphis. It was said that the Queen had
yielded; it was said that she would marry the Prince Abi, that she
was already at the great White House waiting to be made a bride. Men
wrangled about in the streets. They swore that it could not be true, for
would this high lady, the anointed Pharaoh of Egypt, take her father's
murderer, and her own uncle to husband? Would she not rather die in her
prison tower on which night by night they had seen her stand and sing?
In their hearts they thought that she should die, for thus they had
summed her up, this pure, high-hearted daughter of Amen, whom Fate had
caught in an evil net. Yes, being men they held that she ought to die,
and leave a story in the world, whereof Egypt could be proud for ever.
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