"And thou hast not named him in the writing?"
Again the priest shook his head.
"Then," said the young man firmly, "then will I name him to the
Pharaoh!"
Jambres looked at Kenkenes with profound admiration, not unmixed with apprehension.
"Let not thy youthful zeal undo thee," he cautioned. "Perchance thou dost mistake the man."
"The gods did not bestow all the art upon the mystics when they endowed thee with divining powers. They gifted every man with a little of it, and it speaketh no less truthfully because it is small. Come, thy board has been generous and I am satisfied. I have another and a fiercer hunger I would appease. Give me the message and let me be gone."
Silent, the priest led the way again into the sanctuary. Taking the scroll from its hiding-place once more he said, as he gave it into the messenger's hands: "Go first to Tanis, and if thou findest not the king in his capital, seek until thou dost find him. And have a care to thyself."
Kenkenes hesitated a moment, and said at last:
"It may be that I shall not return, but I would have my father know that I died not with the first-born. Wilt thou tell him, when thou canst?"
"The word shall go to him by sunset to-morrow if I carry it myself."