"Why do ye pray now?"
"Because the Chaldean priest Istubar has just come to Egypt with letters, in which King Assar appoints Sargon his ambassador to conclude a treaty with you about the taking of Phoenicia."
"But I" interrupted the prince.
He wished to say, "know nothing," but he restrained himself, laughed, and answered,
"Kama, I swear to thee, on the honor of my father, that while I live
Assyria will not take Phoenicia. Is that enough?"
"Oh, lord, lord!" cried she, falling at his feet.
"Then Thou wilt not become the wife of that rude fellow?"
"Oh," shuddered she, "canst Thou ask such a question?"
"And Thou wilt be mine," whispered the prince.
"Dost Thou wish my death?" asked she, terrified. "Well, if Thou wish it, I am ready."