He was not forbidden to take some clay home with him. There, when the old woman’s back was turned, he moulded a variety of images which he destroyed as soon as they were finished.

While he lay on his rack his hands were left free, and he tried to reproduce the various forms which lived in his imagination, he forgot the present in his artistic attempts, and his bitter lot acquired a flavor of the sweetest enjoyment.

But to-day it was too late; he must give up his visit to the tomb of Rameses.

Once more he looked back at the hut, and then hurried into the dark cave.

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CHAPTER XIV.

Pentauer also soon quitted the but of the paraschites.

Lost in meditation, he went along the hill-path which led to the temple which Ameni had put under his direction.

[This temple is well proportioned, and remains in good preservation.
Copies of the interesting pictures discovered in it are to be found
in the “Fleet of an Egyptian queen” by Dutnichen. Other details may
be found in Lepsius’ Monuments of Egypt, and a plan of the place has
recently been published by Mariette.]

He foresaw many disturbed and anxious hours in the immediate future.