"If my grandfather still reigns it may be so, but he is very old, and if my uncle wears his crown, then I am not sure.

Truly you Phoenicians love money.

Would you, then, sell me for gold also, Metem ?" "I said not so, Prince, though even friendship has its price----" "Among your people, Metem ?" "Among all people, Prince.

You reproach us with loving money; well, we do, since money gives everything for which men strive--honour, and place, and comfort, and the friendship of kings." "It cannot give you love, Metem." The Phoenician laughed contemptuously.

"Love! with gold I will buy as much of it as I need.