We are not here to ask to be released from any
demand. We patiently yield to the stern necessity that calls us away; but
we are here, O most excellent Barzello! to ask a favor for another,
which, if granted, will always live in our grateful memories: it is, that
Perreeza, our beloved sister, be permitted to accompany us to the land of
the Chaldeans."
"And how old is this young sister, of whom ye speak in such terms of
commendation?"
"Perreeza has but just commenced her seventeenth year."
"This request must be presented before my lord, the king. Call again at
the setting of the sun, and ye shall learn his pleasure in this matter.
Be assured that my influence shall be exerted in your behalf."
"And the prayers of thy servants shall always ascend to the God of Judah
for ten thousand blessings on the head of Barzello;" and in the most
respectful manner, they left the apartment.
. . . . . . .
"Barzello," said the King of Babylon, in a pleasant mood, "are my chosen
captives in a ready trim for their departure?"
"All ready at the word of command, O king.
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