Rheou [looking] A stranger—he—I do not think it.
Yaouma. I thought, from his garments, perhaps—
Pakh returns.
Rheou. Did you not wait for your son?
Pakh [terrified] Master, on the road that leads to the Nile, I beheld two dead scarabs—
Rheou. None, then, save the High Priest, may pass till the road be purified.
Pakh. I have warned the travellers they must go a long way round.
Rheou. Did you not recognize your son?
Pakh. No, he will be among the last to land, perhaps.
Yaouma. But look—look! Behold that man—the stranger who comes this way alone—Pakh! where were they, Pakh—the scarabs?