What, then, can I do?"
"Be a good maid and obey your husband, Bastard," mocked a voice, and
during the roar of laughter that followed Tua looked at the speaker, an
officer of Abi's, who had taken a great part in the slaughter of their
escort.
Very strangely she looked at him, and those who stood by the man noted
that his lips became white, and that he turned so faint that had it not
been for the press about him he would have fallen. Presently he seemed
to recover, and asked the priests who were near to let him join their
circle, as among the outer throng the heat was too great for him to
bear. Thereon one of them nodded and made room for him, and he passed
in, which Tua noted also.
Now she was speaking again.
"Ill names to throw at Egypt's anointed queen, crowned and accepted by
the god himself in the sanctuary of his most holy temple," she said, her
eyes still resting on the brutal soldier. "Yet it is your hour, and she
must bear them who has no friends in Memphis. Oh! what shall I do?" and
again she wrung her hands.
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