Yubra did not answer at once. He looked at Khnum from under his brows as though again with mocking defiance.
"Second Osiris," he said quietly at last.
"What are you talking about, you fool? There is only one Osiris, there will be no second."
"Yes, there will."
"He must have heard from the Jews about their Messiah," Inioteph remarked, with a jeer.
Yubra glanced at him in silence and then said, lower still: "There has been no Son yet; the Son is to come."
"What? There has been no Son? Ah, you infidel! So it's against Him you have rebelled?" Khnum shouted furiously.
"The liver rushes to his head," his doctor used to say about these sudden fits of fury.
Turning purple he got up from his chair heavily, walked up f o Yubra and, seizing him by the shoulder, shook him so that the old man staggered.
"I see through you, you rebel! Take care, I will have no nonsense."