The Emperor — Volume 03 by Georg Ebers
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page 47 of 68 (69%)
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and slowly went back to his room, where he sat on his couch with his eyes
fixed dreamily on the ground, till the Emperor's call roused him from his reverie. Selene had hardly vouchsafed Antinous a glance. She was in pain not merely in her left foot, but also in the back of her head where she found there was a deep cut; but her thick hair had staunched the blood that flowed from the wound. She felt very tired, and the loss of her pretty jug, which must also be replaced by another, vexed her far more than the beauty of the favorite had charmed her. She slowly and wearily entered the sitting-room, where her father was by this time waiting for her and his water. He was accustomed to have it regularly at the same hour, and as Selene was absent longer than usual, he could think of no better way of filling up the time than by grumbling and scolding to himself; when, at last, his daughter appeared on the threshold, he at once perceived that she had no jug, and said crossly: "And am I to have no water to-day?" Selene shook her head, sank into a seat, and began to cry softly. "What is the matter?" asked her father. "The pitcher is broken," she said sadly. You should take better care of such expensive things," scolded her father. "You are always complaining of want of money, and at the same time you break half our belongings." |
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