An Egyptian Princess — Volume 08 by Georg Ebers
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off this evening? You see..."
"I know all about it," interrupted Bartja laughing: "You've only seen the flower-girls by daylight as yet, and you would like to know how they look by lamplight." "Yes, that's it," said Zopyrus, putting on a grave face. "On that point I am quite as eager after knowledge as Darius." "Well, we wish you much pleasure with your three sisters." "No, no, not all three, if you please; Stephanion, the youngest, is my favorite." Morning had already dawned when Bartja, Darius and Theopompus left Rhodopis' house. Syloson, a Greek noble who had been banished from his native land by his own brother, Polykrates the tyrant, had been spending the evening with them, and was now returning in their company to Naukratis, where he had been living many years. This man, though an exile, was liberally supplied with money by his brother, kept the most brilliant establishment in Naukratis, and was as famous for his extravagant hospitality as for his strength and cleverness. Syloson was a very handsome man too, and so remarkable for the good taste and splendor of his dress, that the youth of Naukratis prided themselves on imitating the cut and hang of his robes. Being unmarried, he spent many of his evenings at Rhodopis' house, and had been told the secret of her granddaughter's betrothal. On that evening it had been settled, that in four days the marriage |
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