is indeed, but he was hers also. Why does he not show, then,
that he belonged to her, even in some degree? But with every word and
motion he makes her understand that a certain gulf is between them.
What kind of gulf? Has she not held him in her embraces? Has he not
kissed her lips and bosom?

A certain day the prince came to her with a dog. He stayed only a
couple of hours; but during that entire interval the dog lay at his
feet in Sarah's place, and when she wished to sit there the dog
growled. And the prince laughed and thrust his fingers into the hair of
that unclean creature, as he had into her hair. And the dog looked into
the prince's eyes just as she had, with this difference, perhaps, that
he looked with more confidence.

She could not pacify herself, and she hated the clever beast which was
taking a part of the tenderness due to her, paying no attention
whatever to her, and bearing itself with an intimacy towards its lord
that she did not dare to claim. She would have been unable to have such
an indifferent mien, or to look in another direction if the prince's
hand had rested on her head.

Not long before this incident the prince mentioned dancers a second
time. Then Sarah burst out angrily,

"How did he permit himself to be familiar with those naked, shameless
women? And Jehovah looking down from high heaven did not hurl His
thunders at those monstrous creatures!"

It is true that Ramses told her that she was dearer than all else to
him, but these words did not pacify Sarah; they only produced this
effect, that she determined not to think of aught beyond her love.

What would come on the morrow? Never mind. And when at the feet of the
prince she sang that hymn about those sufferings which pursue mankind
from the cradle to the grave, she described in it the state of her own
soul, and her last hope, which was Jehovah.

That day Ramses was with her; hence she had enough, she had all the
happiness which life could give. But just there began for Sarah the
greatest bitterness.

The prince lived under one roof with her, he walked with her in the
garden, and sometimes went out on the Nile in a boat with her. But he
was not more accessible by the width of one hair than when he was on
the other side of the river, within the limits of the pharaoh's palace.

He was with her, but his mind was in some other place, Sarah could not
even divine where. He embraced her, or toyed with her hair, but he
looked toward th