mouth and the royal eyes start from their sockets? Nay? Then shall I draw his picture? Perchance in days to come you would know it again?
Witch, accursed witch!
shouted Pharaoh. Take her, Tenes, and begone, though sooner would I nurture a viper in my bosom,
and rising from the board, he turned and fled away.
Again I laughed as I answered,
I must go, but it seems that Pharaoh has gone first. Royal Amenartas, watch the good god, your father, for I think that he is too superstitious and that which men believe fulfils itself upon them.
Then I went to Noot and spoke with him—few words for already the guards were advancing upon me.
Fear nothing, Daughter,
he said, you are safe.
I know that I am safe, Master, yet be ready to come to my aid when I call, as my spirit tells me that call I shall.
He bent his head and the guards came up. As I went I glanced at the priest Kallikrates, who taking no note of me or of my fate, still stood staring at the royal Amenartas like a statue cut in stone, while she stared back at him.
