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Updated: June 21, 2025
"The wrath of the gods for an offense thus flagrant is exceedingly slow, if it is to fall. Lo! they have propitiated me at great length if they mean to accomplish mine undoing at last. Thus far, and the statue is well-nigh complete, I have met no form of obstacle." But Hotep shook his head in profound apprehension.
Happening to glance in the direction of the scribe, he found the gray eye of his friend fixed upon him from the group of beauties. Presently Hotep rambled back with an ebony stool and sat a little aloof in thoughtful silence until the visit was over.
Sacrifices could be offered only by him, or through him, and in his name. Even the customary offerings to the dead were supposed to pass through his hands, and the family availed themselves of his name in the formula sûten ta hotep to forward them to the other world.
Yet, when he did, after the manner of her kind, she wept over him and took him back without a word of reproach. So the fair-faced sister of Hotep came to be queen over Egypt and took another title with Nefer-ari as prefix, and the quaint Danaid name, Io, was lost to all lips but Seti's and Hotep's. After Seti came to the throne he continued Hotep in the advisership and prepared to reign happily.
A slender Egyptian youth went with them to the wharves and awakened the sleeping crew of a bari. Hotep they carried across and set ashore on the western side. "May the same favoring god that brought thee hither, grant thee a safe journey home, my friend. The court comes to Memphis shortly. Till then, farewell," said Hotep. "All Memphis will hail her illustrious son, O Hotep. Farewell."
Rachel was hearing her own plight given expression. She put aside any thought of herself and applied herself to Masanath's need. "Nay, there is Hotep," she whispered. "He loves thee, and if there is aught in prophecy, he will comfort thee when I am gone." "But thou shalt not go," Masanath cried. "Stay with me, Rachel." "Thy father's servant returneth in twenty days.
He made ready and repaired to the house of the murket. Mentu met him in the chamber of guests. By the dress of the great artist it would seem that he had returned at that moment from the streets. Hotep sat down beside him, and with tact and well-chosen words told his story and summarized his narration with a mild statement of his suspicions. There was no outbreak on the part of Mentu.
"Nay," Hotep protested, "why wouldst thou perpetuate the affront to the Pharaoh?" "Because it is history and a better delineation of the Israelitish character than all the wordy chronicles of the historians could depict," was the spirited reply. "But the ritual," Hotep began, with the assurance of a man that feels he is armed with unanswerable argument.
"But be thou assured," the prince continued grimly, "that only so long as Masanath is not yet mine, shall I endure him. After that he shall fall as never knave fell or so deserved to fall before. Aye, but stay, Hotep. I have not done. I have some small grain of hope for this unfortunate friend of ours. The marriage hath been delayed.
The next dawn, even before sunrise, Hotep found Kenkenes once again in the temple before the shrine of Athor. But this time the scribe knelt silently beside his friend. When they emerged into the sunless solemnity of the grove he turned to Kenkenes. "With the licensed forwardness of an old friend, I would ask what thou hast to crave of the lovers' goddess, O thou loveless?"
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