Uarda : a Romance of Ancient Egypt — Volume 08 by Georg Ebers
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of thirteen months he has not been to see her, she had better marry whom
she will; but not before she has shown the jewel left her by her mother to the king's interpreter." "How strange!" exclaimed Rameri. "Who would have given the singular physician, who always wore such dirty clothes, credit for such generosity? But what is this jewel that you have?" Uarda opened her shirt, and showed the prince the sparkling ornament. "Those are diamonds---it is very valuable!" cried the prince; "and there in the middle on the onyx there are sharply engraved signs. I cannot read them, but I will show them to the interpreter. Did your mother wear that?" "My father found it on her when she died," said Uarda. "She came to Egypt as a prisoner of war, and was as white as I am, but dumb, so she could not tell us the name of her home." "She belonged to some great house among the foreigners, and the children inherit from the mother," cried the prince joyfully. "You are a princess, Uarda! Oh! how glad I am, and how much I love you!" The girl smiled and said, "Now you will not be afraid to touch the daughter of the unclean." "You are cruel," replied the prince. "Shall I tell you what I determined on yesterday,--what would not let me sleep last night,--and for what I came here today?" |
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