This slave of yours," and he pointed to Bes in his gaudy attire, "has brought the whole matter to my mind whence it had fallen, and, Shabaka," here he hiccupped, "you may have noted how differently things look to the naked eye and when seen through a wine goblet.

He has told me a wonderful story--what was the story, Dwarf ?" "May it please the great King," answered Bes, rolling his big eyes, "only a little tale of another king of my own country whom I used to think great until I came to the East and learned what kings could be.
That king had a servant with whom he used to hunt, indeed he was my own father.

One day they were out together seeking a certain elephant whose tusks were bigger than those of any other.

Then the elephant charged the king and my father, at the risk of his life, killed it and claimed the tusks, as is the custom among the Ethiopians.

But the king who greatly desired those tusks, caused my father to be poisoned that he might take them as his heir.