Let us talk,
I said, for the end draws near. What is your plan? How will you and we, your queens, escape from this city?
All is prepared,
he answered. At the King's wharf, to which a covered way runs from the palace, in the house where the royal boats are moored, is my own barge that, being thus secured, escaped burning with the ships. In this barge, which is manned with Greeks to whom a great reward is promised and who wait in the boathouse day and night, we will row from the harbour for a hidden bay three leagues down the coast where we will land and be escorted thence to the encampment of the Great King. Yet perchance it may be wiser that I should be with Mentor to welcome Ochus when he enters to take peaceful possession of the city. If so, Daughter of Isis, you will do well to leave it by yourself, or with the lady Beltis if she wishes to accompany you, and to meet me in the camp of Ochus.
Perhaps that would be better,
I answered, since it might not be thought seemly that the great King Tenes should slip away to his ally by night. Nay, let him rather march out as a monarch should. Only then we must have authority to act as occasion may direct.
Aye, Lady, take this ring,
and slipping the royal signet from his finger he gave it to me. It will be obeyed by all who see it; moreover, I will issue certain orders. So long as we meet again at last, we whose fates are intertwined, it matters not by what separate roads we travel.
It matters not at all, my lord Tenes,
I answered as swiftly I hid away the signet.
It was just then, at the hour of sunset, that Mentor entered the chamber. No longer was he gay
