They lay her flat.
Pakh [giving him the horn] Hold that. [He goes to his hod, takes a handful of cement, and proceeds to mend the statue] Here ... the plume ... so ... there ... we must let her dry. In the meantime let us go look upon the Nile; we may see the boat that brings my son.
Sokiti. You will not see him.
Pakh. I shall not see him?
Sokiti. He is a priest.
Pakh. Not yet.
Sokiti. But he was brought up in the temple ... 'tis to the temple he will go.
Pakh. He will come here ... because he would see his father and mother once more.
Sokiti. And Yaouma his betrothed.
Pakh. And Yaouma his betrothed.