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A proud man was Aman that day, and he went home treading on air. But Mardochaeus still sat at the palace door; rise up he would not, nor stir from his post. And Aman, seeing it, fell into a rage. (Esther 5, 9)
He gave no mark of it then, but when he reached home he called all his friends about him, and his wife Zares among them, (Esther 5, 10)
More, he said; it was but this day queen Esther gave the king a banquet, and would have me and none other for his fellow-guest; to-morrow I must dine with her again, with the king present. (Esther 5, 12)
But they had a remedy for this, his wife Zares and those friends of his. Have a gallows made, fifty cubits high, so that tomorrow thou canst bid the king have Mardochaeus hanged on it. Then thou mayst go light-hearted enough, to feast with the king. This counsel Aman liked well, and he gave his men orders to have a high gallows in readiness. (Esther 5, 14)
All that night the king could not sleep; so he would have the annals of his reign brought to him, the record of times past, and they began to read these out in his presence. (Esther 6, 1)
And for this loyalty, the king asked, what honours or rewards were given to Mardochaeus? But page and courtier were agreed, Mardochaeus was never the better for it. (Esther 6, 3)
Who is out there in the court? the king asked. It was Aman, come into the inner court to find audience with the king, and have Mardochaeus hanged on his gallows; (Esther 6, 4)
Aman, said Assuerus, when he came in, what should a king do, if his heart is set on raising one of his subjects to great honour? And Aman, casting about in his mind, could think of no other man that would be so marked out for the royal favour, but himself. (Esther 6, 6)
and let him ride through the city streets, with the noblest of all the king’s vassals crying out at his bridle-rein, So he rides, whom most the king would honour. (Esther 6, 9)
So Aman must bring robe and horse, must dress Mardochaeus and mount him, and then go through the city streets at his bridle-rein, crying out, So he rides, whom most the king would honour. (Esther 6, 11)
To his wife Zares and to all his friends he told the story of what befell; but from wife and counsellors he could get no comfort. If he is of the Jewish race,✻ they said, this Mardochaeus who has begun to outmatch thee, thou wilt never get the better of him; yield to him thou must. (Esther 6, 13)
Must we be crushed to nothing, I and my people; must we perish by massacre? To that we are doomed. If we were only marked down for slaves and bondwomen, our lot should be bravely borne; I would have nursed my grief in silence. But here is an enemy whose cruel designs concern the king’s grace. (Esther 7, 4)
