You will be rich also, Bes, that is, if we can take the gold I won with us, since half of it is yours." Bes squatted down upon the floor and looked up at me with a strange smile on his ugly face.
"You have given me three things, Master," he said.

"Gold, which I do not want at present; freedom, which I do not want at present and mayhap, never shall while you live and love me; and the title of friend.

This I do want, though why I should care to hear it from your lips I am not sure, seeing that for a long while I have known that it was spoken in your heart.

Since you have said it, however, I will tell you something which hitherto I have hid even from you.

I have a right to that name, for if your blood is high, O Shabaka, so is mine.