[Moon of Israel by H. Rider Haggard]@TWC D-Link bookMoon of Israel CHAPTER V 17/32
Meanwhile, I have a gift for you.
Say, Scribe, have you ever handled any weapon besides a pen ?" "Yes, your Highness, as a lad I was skilled in sword play.
Moreover, though I do not love war and bloodshed, some years ago I fought in the great battle between the Ninebow Barbarians, when Pharaoh called upon the young men of Memphis to do their part.
With my own hands I slew two in fair fight, though one nearly brought me to my end," and I pointed to a scar which showed red through my grey hair where a spear had bitten deep. "It is well, or so I think, who love soldiers better than stainers of papyrus pith." Then, going to a painted chest of reeds, she took from it a wonderful shirt of mail fashioned of bronze rings, and a short sword also of bronze, having a golden hilt of which the end was shaped to the likeness of the head of a lion, and with her own hands gave them to me, saying: "These are spoils that my grandsire, the great Rameses, took in his youth from a prince of the Khitah, whom he smote with his own hands in Syria in that battle whereof your grandfather made the poem.
Wear the shirt, which no spear will pierce, beneath your robe and gird the sword about you when you go down yonder among the Israelites, whom I do not trust.
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