"No, I don't. So many prophets come to us—not you alone. Some say that King Akhnaton is the Redeemer. Perhaps you have come to us from him?"
"Why do you laugh, brother, why do you jeer at what is holy?"
"But do you think you know what is holy? Is it true, they say you have been converted to the king's faith?"
"No, it is not."
"How is it, then, you were seen the other day at the festival of the Sun, among the converts? Whom are you deceiving, them or us? Why are you silent? Speak!"
"What am I to say, brother? You won't believe me in any case. Wait till to-morrow—to-morrow you shall know all."
"To-morrow? No, tell me at once, at once, what do you mean by saying 'you will soon leave Sheol, captives'? We shall not leave it without a rebellion. Have you come to stir us up, then?"
"You shall know everything to-morrow," Issachar repeated, getting up.
Eliav got up, too, and seized him by the hand.
"Stop, you shan't go like this! If you won't tell us, you will tell the king's overseer!"