It is a pity with such a man as he; and who was it that broke down his stalwart strength?
Why, those Melchite dogs; you may ask all along the Nile, long as it is, who was at the bottom of any misfortune, and you will always get the same answer: Wherever the Melchite or the Greek sets foot the grass refuses to grow." "But the Mukaukas, the emperor's representative...

the Arab began.

The Egyptian broke in however: "He, you think, must be safe from them?
They did not certainly injure his person; but they did worse, for when the Melchites rose up against our party--it was at Alexandria, and the late Greek patriarch Cyrus had a finger in that pie--they killed his two sons, two fine, splendid men--killed them like dogs; and it crushed him completely." "Poor man!" sighed the Arab.

"And has he no child left ?" "Oh, yes.

One son, and the widow of his eldest.