I couldn't help myself.....As suave and smooth as I wanted to be, all I could think of was to take her in my arms, lift her off of her tiny, dainty feet, and carry her away. I knocked on the door, trying hard not to break it down with my enthusiasm...... Duathor, it is I, Abiathar I called in my best strong voice. She opened the door soon afterwards. She was a vision of loveliness that nearly took my breath away. My good, what a woman, would I be able to keep her attention? I would try my damnest, I would treat her as the treasure she was, and be happy for whatever time she would give me....all these thoughts and more flew through my head as I gazed uppn her sweet delicate beauty, all the while trying my best to keep my wits about me! In my haste and passion, I minced no words. I arrived straight to the point, hoping she felt as I did. Duathor, my sweet, I've come to take you from this place! It is unsuitable for you. I wish you to come to my Egyptian home, to live with me and be my love. Will you do me the honor? Come with me now my love...come with me to Memphis, where you will live with all the splendor you deserve. Leave this place now with me and do not look back. Only look forward to our life together.