I can assure you, however, that the paper.
which would have been most useful to you have all been left behind in Egypt." "They were in a large chest made of sycamore-wood and painted in colors." "How do you know that ?" "Because--now listen well to what I am going to say, Nebenchari--because I can tell you (I do not swear, for our great master Pythagoras forbade oaths), that this very chest, with all it contained, was burnt in the grove of the temple of Neith, in Sais, by order of the king." Phanes spoke slowly, emphasizing every syllable, and the words seemed to strike the Egyptian like so many flashes of lightning.

His quiet coolness and deliberation gave way to violent emotion; his cheeks glowed and his eyes flashed.

But only for one single minute; then the strong emotion seemed to freeze, his burning cheeks grew pale.

"You are trying to make me hate my friends, in order to gain me as your ally," he said, coldly and calmly.

"I know you Greeks very well.