In Sparta

C Constantine P. Cavafy Constantine P. Cavafy
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He didn't know, King Kleomenis, he didn't dare— he just did not know how to tell his mother a thing like this: that Ptolemy demanded, to guarantee their treaty, that she too go to Egypt and be held there as a hostage— a very humiliating, indecorous thing. And he would be about to speak yet always hesitate, would start to tell her yet always stop. But the magnificent woman understood him (she had already heard some rumors about it) and she encouraged him to come out with it clearly. And she laughed, saying of course she would go, indeed was happy that in her old age she could be useful to Sparta still. As for the humiliation—that didn't touch her at all. Of course an upstart like the Lagid couldn't possibly comprehend the Spartan spirit; so his demand could not in fact humiliate a Royal Lady like herself: mother of a Spartan king.

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