"The high priest of Amon expects you to-day at the third hour after sunset." And covering his head with his cloak he walked out of the temple.
For a few minutes Dio stood as though spellbound. She was so lost in thought that she did not hear Pentaur call her twice and when he gently touched her hand, she started.
"What is it? What are you thinking of?" he asked.
"I hardly know myself..." she answered, with a shy, as it were, guilty smile, and then added, after a pause:
"Perhaps we don't any of us know the most important thing about him...."
She paused again and then cried with such agony that Pentaur thought she was like one dying of thirst and asking for water:
"Oh, if I only knew, if I only knew who he is!"