shivered she knew too well that the woman spoke the truth but the began the queen who knows what powers there may be in the she laughed nervously glancing at look at her said the woman with quiet scorn she is a girl and naught else what could she do to the gates of life she has made my son whole therefore she is my sister said the queen she caused my man to speak to me before the death hour therefore i am her servant as well as thine said the other the prince looked up in his mother s face curiously she calls thee thou he said as though the woman did not exist that is not between a and a queen thee and thou we be both women little son stay still in my arms oh it is good to feel thee here again worthless one the heaven bom looks as frail as dried said the woman quickly a dried monkey rather returned the queen dropping her lips on the child s head both mothers spoke aloud and with emphasis that the a story of west and east gods jealous of human happiness might hear and take for truth the that deepest love little monkey is dead said the prince moving i need another one let me go into the palace and find another monkey he must not wander into the palace from this chamber said the queen passionately turning to thou art all too weak beloved oh miss he must not go she knew by experience that it was fruitless to cross her son s will it is my order said the prince without turning his head i will go stay with us beloved said she was wondering whether the hospital could be dragged together again after three months and whether it was possible she might have the danger to nick i go said the prince breaking from his mother s arms i am tired of this talk does the queen give leave asked the woman of the desert under her breath the queen nodded and the prince found himself caught between two brown arms against whose strength it was impossible to struggle let me go widow he shouted furiously it is not good for a to make light of a mother of my king was the unmoved the answer if the young steer does not obey the cow he obedience from the yoke the heaven bom is not strong he will fall among those passages and stairs he will stay when the rage has left his body he will be than before even now � the large bright eyes themselves on the face of the child � even now the calm voice continued the rage is going one moment more heaven bom and wilt be a prince no longer but only a little little child such as i have borne such as i shall never bear again with the last words the prince s head nodded forward on her shoulder the gust of passion had spent itself leaving him as she had foreseen weak to sleep shame � oh shame he muttered thickly indeed i do not wish to go let me sleep he is asleep she said at last what was the talk about his monkey miss it died said and herself to the lie i think it had eaten bad fruit in the garden in the garden said the queen quickly yes in the garden the woman of the desert turned her eyes from one woman to the other these were matters too high for her and she began timidly to rub the queen s feet a story of west and often die she observed i have seen as it were a among the monkey folk over there at in what fashion did it die insisted the queen i � i do not know stammered and there was another long silence as the hot afternoon wore on miss what do you think about my son whispered the queen is he well or is he not well he is not very well in time he will grow stronger but it would be better if he could go away for a while the queen bowed her head quietly i have thought of that also many times sitting here alone and it was the tearing out of my own heart from my breast yes it would be well if he were to go away but � she stretched out her hands toward the sunshine � what do i know of the world where he will go and how can i be sure that he will be safe here � even here she checked herself suddenly since you have come miss my heart has known a little comfort but i do not know when you will go away again i cannot guard the child against every evil replied covering her face with her hands the but send him away from this place as swiftly as may be in god s name let him go away such hai such hai it is the truth the truth i the queen turned from to the woman at her feet thou hast borne three she said yea three and one other that never drew breath they were all men children said the woman of the desert and the gods took them of one and fever the two others art thou certain that it was the gods i was with them always till the end thy man then was all thine own we were only two he and i among our villages the men are poor and one wife they are rich among the villages listen now if a co wife had sought the lives of those three of thine � i would have killed her what else the woman s nostrils dilated and her hand went swiftly to her bosom and if in place of three there had been one only 