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Yet I have seen him with Apame, the king's concubine, the daughter of the illustrious Bartacus; she would sit at the king's right hand
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and take the crown from the king's head and put it on her own, and slap the king with her left hand.
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At this the king would gaze at her with mouth agape. If she smiles at him, he laughs; if she loses her temper with him, he flatters her, that she may be reconciled to him.
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Gentlemen, why are not women strong, since they do such things?"
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Then the king and the nobles looked at one another; and he began to speak about truth: