Ramses was amazed, but after a while he asked with a stifled voice,
"But the corps in Memphis?"
"In a year we will repeat the maneuvers, and if Thou make no mistake in leading the army Thou wilt get the corps."
"I know that Herhor did this!" cried the prince, hardly restraining his anger.
He looked around, and added, "lean never be alone with thee, my father; strangers are always between us."
The pharaoh moved his brows slightly, and his suite vanished, like a crowd of shadows.
"What hast Thou to tell me?"
"Only one thing, father. Herhor is my enemy. He accused me to thee and exposed me to this shame!"
In spite of his posture of obedience the prince gnawed his lips and balled his fists.
"Herhor is thy friend and my faithful servant. It was his persuasion that made thee heir to the throne. But I will not confide a corps to a youthful leader who lets himself be cut off from his army."