Merira walked up to Issachar, took him by the hand, led him aside, and said:
"Stop shouting and tell me plainly what do you want of me?"
"Don't you know?"
"I don't."
"Then I won't tell you: you wouldn't believe me if I did. He will tell you himself."
Merira understood that 'he' meant King Akhnaton.
"Thine hour is at hand, Merira. To-morrow is a great day, do you know what it is?"
"Yes, the day of the Fool's death."
"Mind you don't find yourself among the fools, you clever one!" Issachar said, turning to go.
At a sign from Horus the soldiers again ran up and seized him, but Merira said once more: