d charm. He
wore a close-fitting coat with blue and white stripes, a kerchief of
the same color behind his helmet, a gold chain around his neck, and a
costly sword beneath his left arm.

"I see," said the prince, "that Thou alone, Eunana, art mindful of my
honor."

The officer covered with amulets bent to the earth.

"Tutmosis is indolent," said the heir. "Return to thy place, Eunana.
Let the vanguard at least have a leader."

Then, looking at the suite which now surrounded him as if it had sprung
from under the earth on a sudden, he added,

"Bring my litter. I am as tired as a quarryman."

"Can the gods grow tired?" whispered Eunana, still standing behind him.

"Go to thy place!" said Ramses.

"But perhaps Thou wilt command me, O image of the moon, to search the
ravines?" asked the officer, in a low voice. "Command, I beg thee, for
wherever I am my heart is chasing after thee to divine thy will and
accomplish it."

"I know that Thou art watchful," answered Ramses. "Go now and look
after everything."

"Holy father," said Eunana, turning to the minister, "I commend my most
obedient service to thy worthiness."

Barely had Eunana gone when at the end of the marching column rose a
still greater tumult. They looked for the heir's litter, but it was
gone. Then appeared, making his way through the Greek warriors, a youth
of strange exterior. He wore a muslin tunic, a richly embroidered
apron, and a golden scarf across his shoulder. But he was distinguished
above all by an immense wig with a multitude of tresses, and an
artificial beard like cats' tails.

That was Tutmosis, the first exquisite in Memphis, who dressed and
perfumed himself even during marches.

"Be greeted, Ramses!" exclaimed the exquisite, pushing aside officers
quickly. "Imagine thy litter is lost somewhere; Thou must sit in mine,
which really is not fit for thee, but it is not the worst."

"Thou hast angered me," answered the prince. "Thou sleepest instead of
watching the army."

The astonished exquisite stopped.

"I sleep?" cried he. "May the man's tongue wither up who invented that
calumny! I, knowing that Thou wouldst come, have been ready this hour
past, and am preparing a bath for thee and perfumes."

"While thus engaged, the regiment is without a commander."

"Am I to command a detachment where his worthiness the minister of war
is, and such a leader is present as Patrokles?"

Ramses was silent; meanwhile Tutmosis, approaching hi