I would save you.

Look now," and she threw back her veil and opened the wrappings about her throat.

"Look at that which is stamped upon my breast, and think--is it well to offer violence to a woman who bears this holy seal ?" "I have heard of such a one," said Janees hoarsely, for the sight of her beauty maddened him.

"They say that she was born in Thebes, and of a strange father, though, if so, how came she here?
I am told that she reigns as Pharaoh in Egypt." "Ask that question of your oracles, O King, but remember that rumour does not always lie, and let the daughter of that strange father go." "There is another who claims to be your father, Lady, if by now my soldiers have not scourged him to his death--a tattered beggar-man." "Whom those soldiers could not touch or find," broke in Asti, speaking for the first time.
"Well," went on Janees, without heeding her, "whether your father be a beggar or a god, or even if you are Hathor's self come down from heaven to be the death of men, know that I take you for my own.

For the third time, answer, will you be my Queen of your own choice, or must my women drown yonder witch in this water at your feet, and drag you hence ?" Now Tua made no answer.