This I promised to do.
When most of the Council were gone the messengers of Idernes were summoned, and came proudly, and with them, or rather before them, Bes for whom I had sent as he was not present at the Council.
"Master," he whispered to me, "the tallest of those messengers is the man who captained the robbers last night.

Wait and I will prove it." Peroa gave the roll to the head messenger, bidding him bear it to the Satrap in answer to the letter which he had delivered to him.

The man took it insolently and thrust it into his robe, as he did so revealing a silver chain that had been broken and knotted together, and asked whether there were words to bear besides those written in the roll.
Before Peroa could answer Bes sprang up saying, "O Prince, a boon, the boon of justice on this man.

Last night he and others with him attacked my master and myself, seeking to rob us, but finding nothing let us go." "You lie, Abortion!" said the Eastern.
"Oh! I lie, do I ?" mocked Bes.

"Well, let us see," and shooting out his long arm, he grasped the chain about the messenger's neck and broke it with a jerk.