ges. "Go out of my sight," she cried.
"I will obey your kind and gentle hints;" he answered softly, as if
whispering words of love into her ear. She started back in disgust and
fear at these scornful words; she saw how full of terror they were for
her, turned her back on him and went quickly into the house, but his
voice rang after her: "Don't forget my lovely queen, think of me now
and then; for everything that happens in the next few days will be a
keepsake from the poor despised Boges."
As soon as she had disappeared he changed his tone, and commanded the
sentries in the severest and most tyrannical manner, to keep a strict
watch over the hanging-gardens. "Certain death," said he, "to whichever
of you allows any one but myself to enter these gardens. No one,
remember--no one--and least of all messengers from the queen-mother,
Atossa or any of the great people, may venture to set foot on these
steps. If Croesus or Oropastes should wish to speak to the Egyptian
Princess, refuse them decidedly. Do you understand? I repeat it,
whoever is begged or bribed into disobedience will not see the light
of to-morrow's sun. Nobody may enter these gardens without express
permission from my own mouth. I think you know me. Here, take these
gold staters, your work will be heavier now; but remember, I swear by
Plithras not to spare one of you who is careless or disobedient."
The men made a due obeisance and determined to obey; they knew that
Boges' threats were never meant in joke, and fancied something great
must be coming to pass, as the stingy eunuch never spent his staters
without good reason.
Boges was carried back to the banqueting-hall in the same litter, which
had brought Nitetis away.
The king's wives had left, but the concubines were all standing in their
appointed place, singing their monotonous songs, though quite unheard by
the uproarious men.
The drinkers had already long forgotten the fainting woman. The uproar
and confusion rose with every fresh wine-cup. They forgot the dignity
of the place where they were assembled, and the presence of their mighty
ruler.
They shouted in their drunken joy; warriors embraced one another with
a tenderness only excited by wine, here and there a novice was carried
away in the arms of a pair of sturdy attendants, while an old hand at
the work would seize a wine-jug instead of a goblet, and drain it at a
draught amid the cheers of the lookers-on.
The king sat on at the hea
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