"You can see her?"
"I have seen her."
"Does she curse her father?"
"No, she is too happy with Hiram for that."
"Baal be praised!"
Raising his arm, he would have embraced Hanno, but his emotion was too much for him, and he fell across the divan.
Hanno lifted him kindly, and clapped his hands for a servant, who gave Ahimelek a cup of wine.
The old man was soon in loquacious mood.
"Captain Hanno, they are robbing me."
"Who?"