“Who dares utter those words to me?” said Seti. “Ana, what madman do you bring here?”
“May it please the Prince, he brought me here,” I replied faintly.
“Fellow, tell me who bade you say such words, than which none were ever less welcome.”
“Those whom I serve, Prince.”
“And whom do you serve?”
“The gods of Egypt.”
“Then, man, I think the gods must need your company. Pharaoh does not sit at Memphis, and were he to hear of them——”
“Pharaoh will never hear them, Prince, until he hears all things.”
They stared at each other. Then, as I had done by the gate Seti rubbed his eyes, and said:
“Surely this is Ki. Why, then, did you look otherwise just now?”