Serapis — Volume 02 by Georg Ebers
page 39 of 70 (55%)
page 39 of 70 (55%)
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"Sachepris is only a poor slave," said the woman raising her hands in entreaty. "Sachepris can only obey, and if the pretty mistress were to tell my lady Damia . . ." "It was she then who sent for me to go to the little tavern?" The woman nodded. "And Marcus?" "If the pretty mistress had consented . . ." "Well?" "Then--but Great Isis! if you tell of me!" "I will not tell; go on." "I should have gone to my lord Marcus and invited him, from you . . ." "It is shameful!" interrupted Dada, and a shudder ran through her slight frame. "How cruel, how horrible it is! You--you will stay here till the others come home and then you will go home to the old woman. I thank the gods, I have two hands and need no maid to wait upon me! But look there --what is the meaning of that? That pretty litter has stopped and there is an old man signing to you." "It is the widow Mary's house steward," whined the woman, while Dada turned pale, wondering what a messenger from Marcus' mother could want here. |
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