My sons are dead, my women are driven away, my
revenues are taken from me, my armies serve another."
"At least," suggested Kaku, "you are Pharaoh, and the husband of the
most beautiful and the wisest woman in the world."
"Pharaoh!" groaned Abi. "The humblest mummy in the common city vaults
is a greater king than I am, and as for the rest----" and he stopped and
groaned again.
"What is the matter with your Majesty?" asked Kaku.
"The matter is that I have fallen under the influence of an evil
planet."
"The Star of Amen," suggested the astrologer.
"Yes, the Star of Amen, that lovely Terror whom you call my wife. Man,
she is no wife to me. Listen--there in the harem I went into the chamber
where she was, none forbidding me, and found her sitting before her
mirror and singing, clothed only in a thin robe of white, and her dark
hair--O Kaku, never did you see such hair--which fell almost to the
ground. She smiled on me, she spoke me fair, she drew me with those
glittering eyes of hers--yes, she even called me husband, and sighed
and talked of love, till at length I drew near to her and threw my arms
about her.
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