Having heard a name of Marduka, eborej only has more strong clenched a teeth and has whispered about itself prayer
words, asking heavens to grant it firmness and courage.
In its dungeon! Turning to the assistant, Gaumata has short disposed. Halab, dispose, that the unfortunate has not died,
suddenly, till that day when it will be condemned and executed.
It will be executed, my mister, has inclined a head the person who nowadays has become by a shade of the Supreme priest,
exactly, as before Gaumata.
"Funny, the High priest thought, examining a back of the shopkeeper dragged out from a judicial hall. What does this now
think ill-starred eborej? Probably, builds guesses because of what has got here, or curses the vile libertine the daughter. It
would be interesting to listen, what he would tell, when would learn, how all is actually?! The poor, poor small person, a mote,
the worm who has occurred in the path of a chariot of gods!"
Since morning the Supreme priest had a fine mood, so fine that it presumed to itself(himself) pity, but not mercy to
poverzhennomu to the enemy. He did not test any emotions concerning untimely  destruction of "priest Magata". Killed was
not neither a priest, nor the person, worthy any compassion. Everything, on what this degenerate without superfluous noise
suited to plunder houses of respectable townspeople. Couple of years It nidintu-is white has caught it back, but, recognising
skill of the impudent thief, has not thrown it in a prison cell, and has ordered to hold under supervision in own palace. Here
the case also was gave, and the thief has perfectly coped with the task, having bribed one of servants in the house of
Iezekii, it free got into dwelling of the shopkeeper to throw a note or, say, to drag off a dress of his daughter. Well, for it the
great honour has been rendered it: he lived the thief, and has died a priest.
In the assumption ben Ezra was absolutely right. While the first security guard Magata has deafened father Susanny
exhausted with suspicion, the second has dauntlessly thrust a dagger in a breast to its imaginary lover. The knife too
belonged eboreju, but about it the poor fellow still should learn. However, as well as about many other things.
Gaumata has left a judicial hall and slow stately gait has gone to a sanctuary of Marduka. "If the definitive fool Nidintu-is
white not, it will manage to make the way to Kiru and to transfer to it or Lajle, Lajle, my message is better, of course. As soon
as the tsar of Persians will read it, it will by all means fall in every way upon Valtasara. Then to the tsar nesdobrovat. But if he
suddenly wins, I have time to prove that crowned offspring Nabonida is bewitched artful eborejami that it has fallen into web
their networks and ruins Babylon. Here here shopkeeper Iezekija, has grinned the Supreme priest, you both will help me, and
is indifferent, you wish that, or not".
It has once again caused in memory the obstinate person eboreja, decided to keep up to the end. Possibly, he, indeed,
fondly believes that if it was a question of murder of a priest, I would began suit a show trail. The poor fellow simply would
throw in a ditch to lions as there is their mean tsarevitch. No! It would be too simple. All should occur in the face of Babylon,
and about each new detail townspeople should be whispered on all space from the Tiger to Euphrates!