CHAPTER II.
HOW THE WISE MAMBRES, FORMERLY MAGICIAN OF PHARAOH, KNEW AGAIN THE OLD WOMAN, AND WAS KNOWN BY HER.
"Madam," said Mambres to her, "you know that ladies, and particularly princesses, have need of amusement. The daughter of the king is distractedly fond of your bull. I beg that you will sell him to us. You shall be paid in ready money."
"Sir," answered the old woman, "this precious animal does not belong to me. I am charged, together with all the beasts which you see, to keep him with care, to watch all his motions, and to give an exact account of them. God forbid that I should ever have any inclination to sell this invaluable animal."
Mambres, upon this discourse, began to have a confused remembrance of something which he could not yet properly distinguish. He eyed the old woman in the gray cloak with greater attention.
"Respectable lady," said he to her, "I either mistake, or I have seen you formerly."
"I make no mistake, sir," replied the old woman. I have seen you seven hundred years ago, in a journey which I made from Syria into Egypt some months after the destruction of Troy, when Hiram
