The king put up his hand.
"Enough! They shall not go; they shall not go!"
CHAPTER XXXI
THE CONSPIRACY
One morning early in March Seti stood beside the parapet on the palace of the king in Tanis. His eyes were fixed on the shimmering line of the northern level, but he did not see it. Some one came with silent footfall and laid a hand on his arm.
He turned and looked into Ta-user's eyes. His face softened and he took the hand between his own.
"Alas! this day thou returnest into the Hak-heb," he said.
She nodded. "Would I could take thee with me, but not yet, not yet.
Wait till thou art a little older."
He sighed and looked away again. "What weighty things absorb my prince?" she asked. "What especial labors is he planning?"
His face clouded. "Dost thou mock me, Ta-user?" he returned.