"Thou wouldst go, having accomplished thy will ?" Harrik asked, a thought flashing to his mind again, in keeping with his earlier purpose.

Why should this man be left to trouble Egypt?
David touched his breast.

"I must bear thy words to the Palace and the Citadel." "Are there not slaves for messengers ?" Involuntarily Harrik turned his eyes to the velvet curtains.

No fear possessed David, but he felt the keenness of the struggle, and prepared for the last critical moment of fanaticism.
"It were a foolish thing to attempt my death," he said calmly.

"I have been thy friend to urge thee to do that which saves thee from public shame, and Egypt from peril.