"Mer-Amen-Ramses, high priest of Amon, dost Thou distinguish a spark in that black globe?"
"I see a white spark which seems to move like a bee above a flower."
"Mer-Amen-Ramses, look at that spark and take not thy eyes from it. Look neither to the right nor the left, look not on anything whatever which may come from the sides."
And again he whispered,
"Baralanensis, Baldachiensis, by the mighty princes Genio, Lachidae, the ministers of the infernal kingdom, I summon you, I call you through the strength of Supreme Majesty, by which I am gifted, I adjure, I command!"
At that place the pharaoh started up with aversion.
"Mer-Amen-Ramses, what seest thou?" asked the Chaldean.
"From beyond the globe rises some horrid head reddish hair is standing on end; a face of greenish hue; the eye looking down so that only the white of it is visible; the mouth open widely, as if to shriek."
"That is Terror!" cried Beroes, and he held his sharp dagger point above the globe.
Suddenly the pharaoh bent to the earth.