(Softly.) If you decide to leave me, Menophis, you will not quite forget——
Menophis
Little Child, you know. Always I shall think of you——
Nefertiti
(Mocking.) As happy and light-hearted—with another. I am no “dream” to Sethos.
Menophis
Your beauty tortures me.
Nefertiti
You do not torture me; you cannot. If you loved me you could not give me up so lightly. You may think of me—of us—walking along this river bank at sunset with laughter and without regret, talking maybe of Menophis, and his passing dream. The echo of our laughter may reach into your little cell.