I never saw a man more pale.'
'Or more silent. He looked like an embodied storm. I tell you what,
Asriel, that stern priest loves not us.'
'Have you just discovered that secret, Ithamar? We are not of his
school. Nor, in good faith, is our ruler. I am glad to see the king is
so staunch about Abidan. Were he in council he would support Jabaster.'
'Oh! his mere tool. What think you of Scherirah?'
'I would not trust him. As long as there is fighting, he will meddle
with nothing else; but, mark my words, Ithamar: in quiet times he will
support the priest.'
'Medad will have a place in council. He is with us.'
'Heart and soul. I would your brother were here, Asriel: he alone could
balance Jabaster. Alroy loves your brother like himself. Is it true that
he marries the Lady Miriam?'
'So the king wishes. 'Twill be a fine match for Abner.'
'The world is all before us. I wonder who will be viceroy of Syria.'
'When we conquer it. Not Scherirah. Mark my words, Ithamar: he never
will have a government. You or I perchance. For my own part, I would
rather remain as I am.'
'Yours is a good post; the best.'
'With the command of the city. It should go with the guard.'
'Well, then, help me in getting Syria, and you can ask for my command.
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