And it is not I alone who have served the State.

I challenge you, Tabnit--here, before them all! Where are Gerya and Ibera, Cabulla and Taura?
Have not their people, weeping, besought news of them in vain?
And what answer have you given them ?" Murmurs and sobs rose from the assembly, stilled by the tranquil voice of the prince.
"Where are they ?" he repeated gently, his voice vibrant in its rise and fall, its giving of delicate values.

"But the people know where they are.

They have attained to the perfect life and died the perfect death.

For I have raised them to the supreme estate." Prince Tabnit, with uplifted face, sat motionless, looking out over the throng from beneath lowered lids; then his eyes, confident and a little mocking, returned to the woman.