Pakh. Ha! ha! ha! ha! [Bitiou laughs with them. A distant sound of trumpets is heard. Sokiti and Pakh go to the terrace to look] It is the chief of the Nome. They are bearing him to the city of the dead. At this moment his soul is before the tribunal, where Osiris sits with the two and forty judges.
Sokiti. May they render unto him all the evil he has done!...
Pakh. The evil he has done will be rendered unto him a thousand fold.... He will pass first into the lake of fire.
Sokiti [laughing] Pakh! Pakh! picture him in Amenti—in the hidden place—
Pakh. I see him ... the pivot of the gate of Amenti set upon his eye, turns upon his right eye, and turns on that eye whether in opening or in shutting, and his mouth utters loud cries.
Sokiti [doubling up with delight] And he who ate so much!... He who ate so much! He will have his food, bread and water, hung above his head, and he will leap to get it down, whilst others will dig holes beneath his feet to prevent his touching it.
Pakh. Because his crimes are found to outnumber his merits....
Sokiti. And we—we—say—what will happen to us?
Pakh. We shall be found innocent by the two and forty judges.