The burden has rolled from your back to mine, Master, making my heart which was so light, heavy, and oh! I wish it had stopped where it was." Even then I laughed, sad as I was, for truth lived in the philosophy of Bes.
"Master," he went on in a changed voice, "I have been a fool and my folly has worked you ill.

Forgive me since I acted for the best, only until the end no one ever knows what is the best.

Now here is the house and I go to meet my wife and to make certain arrangements.

By dawn perhaps you will be ready to start to Ethiopia." "Do you really desire that I should accompany you there, Bes ?" "Certainly, Master.

That is unless you should desire that I accompany you somewhere else instead, by sea southward for instance.