“You have a daughter?”
“Well!”
“I would make her the partner of my throne.”
“Proceed.”
“Summon her to this city, and you shall be no longer a prisoner.”
“If this is the generosity of princes, such can be no longer a virtue; it must therefore be a virtue to despise it. To be the pander of kings is no honour; but for a father to bring pollution upon his child is the most flagrant enormity.”
“Then you refuse the offer of liberty?”
“Upon any other terms than those which a clean conscience may accept.”
“Enough! Guards, bear him back to his prison. A less luxurious regimen than has been allowed him may give different colourings to vice and virtue, when surveyed through the medium of his future reflections. Away with him!”
The Rajah was conducted back to the strong apartment in which he had been confined since his captivity, but on the following day he was removed to one of the dungeons of the state prison.