Steward. The priests heard of it?
Nourm. No, but the master sent for the soldiers.
Satni. Only for that!
Nourm. I know not.
Satni. Had there been nothing else, he would not have sent for the Lybian soldiers. He knew our projects—he is with us. There is something else, eh!—
Bitiou yawns loudly.
Sokiti. Yes.
Satni. What?
Sokiti [to Nourm] Tell.
Nourm. They were angered with the master. He was bad, the master.