Nehushta the princess is with me--she is now upon the staircase." The king looked thoughtfully at his wife's beautiful face.
"You have evidently spoken the truth," he said slowly.

"But it is not always easy to understand what your truth signifies.

I often think it would be much wiser to strangle you.

Say you that Nehushta is near?
Call her, then.

Why does she tarry ?" In truth Nehushta had trembled as she crouched upon the stairs, not knowing whether to descend or to fly up the steps again.