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"The dealer Abscha," was the answer, "presses for payment. The new Syrian chariot and the purple cloth " "Sell some corn," ordered Katuti. "Impossible, for the tribute to the temples is not yet paid, and already so much has been delivered to the dealers that scarcely enough remains over for the maintenance of the household and for sowing." "Then pay with beasts."
After the pioneer and his mother had disappeared behind the pomegranate shrubs at the entrance of the garden, Katuti turned to her daughter and said: "Who would have thought it yesterday? I believe Paaker loves you still." Nefert colored, and exclaimed softly, while she hit the kitten gently with her fan "Mother!" Katuti smiled.
Katuti took the roll from his hand, read it through, and then returned it. "The troops you equipped have conquered the allied armies of the Ethiopians," she said gravely, "and are bringing their prince in fetters to Thebes, with endless treasure, and ten thousand prisoners! The Gods be praised!"
It came to a division of the spoils of war for the year; a great heap of treasure lay ready for each of his followers, and the charioteer had to choose before all the others." "Well?" said the dwarf. "Well!" echoed Katuti. "Well! how did the worthy householder care for his belongings at home, how did he seek to relieve his indebted estate? It is disgraceful, hideous!
This eventful day had brought much that was unexpected to our friends in Thebes, as well as to those who lived in the Necropolis. The Lady Katuti had risen early after a sleepless night. Nefert had come in late, had excused her delay by shortly explaining to her mother that she had been detained by Bent-Anat, and had then affectionately offered her brow for a kiss of "good-night."
Katuti did not observe her daughter's blush, for she was looking anxiously out at the garden gate, and said: "Where can Nemu be! There must be some news arrived for us from the army." "Mena has not written for so long," Nefert said softly. "Ah! here is the steward!" Katuti turned to the officer, who had entered the veranda through a side door: "What do you bring," she asked.
"The dealer Abscha," was the answer, "presses for payment. The new Syrian chariot and the purple cloth " "Sell some corn," ordered Katuti. "Impossible, for the tribute to the temples is not yet paid, and already so much has been delivered to the dealers that scarcely enough remains over for the maintenance of the household and for sowing." "Then pay with beasts."
Katuti took the roll from his hand, read it through, and then returned it. "The troops you equipped have conquered the allied armies of the Ethiopians," she said gravely, "and are bringing their prince in fetters to Thebes, with endless treasure, and ten thousand prisoners! The Gods be praised!"
Dost thou know none such in the House of Seti?" asked the widow. "Oh yes!" cried Rameri with eager certainty. "And he is ?" asked Katuti. "Pentaur, the poet," exclaimed the youth. Bent-Anat's face glowed with scarlet color, while her, brother went on to explain. "He is noble and of a lofty soul, and all the Gods dwell in him when he speaks.
A few hours since this information would have filled Katuti with indignation and disgust; now, though she blamed the Mohar, she asked eagerly whether such a drink could be proved to have any actual effect. "Not a doubt of it," said the dwarf, "if the whole were taken, but Nefert only had half of it."
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