If it is a question of going, there are others who will go first.
Moreover, you cannot go, but must stay and bear your burdens as I bear mine.

Remember the broken cup, Ana." "I remember, my Prince, but sooner would I be scourged with rods than by such words as those to which I must listen." Yet that very night, when I had left the Prince, I was destined to hear more pleasant words from this same changeful, or perchance politic, royal lady.

She sent for me and I went, much afraid.

I found her in a small chamber alone, save for one old lady of honour who sat the end of the room and appeared to be deaf, which perhaps was why she was chosen.
Userti bade me be seated before her very courteously, and spoke to me thus, whether because of some talk she had held with the Prince or not, I do not know.
"Scribe Ana, I ask your pardon if, being vexed and wearied, I said to you and of you to-day what I now wish I had left unsaid.

I know well that you, being of the gentle blood of Egypt, will make no report of what you heard outside these walls." "May my tongue be cut out first," I answered.
"It seems, Scribe Ana, that my lord the Prince has taken a great love of you.