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Updated: June 8, 2025
"If the-mother did not detect him," answered Mefres, "the man must resemble Ramses remarkably. As to sitting on the throne and saying a few words to those present, he will do that. Moreover, we shall be there." "A terribly stupid comedian!" sighed Herhor, rubbing his forehead. "He is wiser than millions of other men, for he has second sight and he may render the state immense service."
Towards evening the Egyptians had begun to break into the shops of the hated foreigners. The priests drew a breath of relief. Herhor even made a visit to holy Mefres and said to him, "My heart felt that our lord would turn from those unbelievers who are drinking the blood of the people. I think that it is proper for us to show him gratitude."
Mentezufis looked around among the great columns, closed the door, quenched the torches, and in that lower chamber there remained only one light, that which burned before a statue of Horus. The dignitaries sat down on three stone benches. "If I were commanded to describe the character of Ramses XIII," said the nomarch of Abs, "I should be unable to do so." "He is a maniac!" said Mefres.
"Not of his holiness!" cried the prince, stamping, "but of those traitors who, taking advantage of the sickness of my father, wish to sell Egypt to Assyrians and Libyans." The priests were astounded. No Egyptian had ever used words of that kind. "Permit, prince, that we return in a couple of hours, when Thou shalt have calmed thyself," said Mefres. "There is no need of that.
The viceroy laughed sneeringly. "I speak of Beroes. If thou, holy man, hast not heard of him, ask the revered Mefres, and if he has forgotten turn then to Herhor and Pentuer." "That is a great secret of our temples
We must summon every nomarch to occupy himself in fitting out reserves." Meanwhile Mefres and Mentezufis returned to their dwellings in the temple of Ptah. When they were alone in a cell, the high priest raised his hands, and exclaimed, "O Trinity of immortal gods, Osiris, Isis, and Horus, save Egypt from destruction!
"I see him he is dressed in the rags of a beggar." "Where is he?" "In the court of the last inn before the labyrinth. He will be there in the morning." "How does he look?" "He has red hair and beard," answered Lykon. "Well?" inquired Mefres of Herhor. "Thou hast good police, worthiness," replied Herhor. "But the overseers of the labyrinth guard it poorly!" said Mefres in anger.
Ramses took leave of the leech with increased curiosity as to what they were to show him. THE temple received Pentuer with great honor, and the inferior priests went out half an hour's journey to greet him. From all the wonderful places of Lower Egypt many prophets had assembled with the intent to hear words of wisdom. A couple of days later came the high priest Mefres and the prophet Mentezufis.
This consideration seemed to Mentezufis so apposite that he looked at Mefres. But the angry high priest would not be turned aside for an instant. "Let us see," said he. "But first we must investigate and learn what the prince was doing day by day, after his return from the temple of Hator. He had too much freedom, too many relations with unbelievers and with enemies of Egypt.
On one side were Herhor, Mefres, and some high priests superior in years; on the other were all the generals, civil officials, and a majority of the younger priests. The eagle glance of the pharaoh saw in one instant this division of dignitaries, and in the heart of the young sovereign joyous pride was kindled. "And here I have gained a victory without drawing my sword," thought Ramses.
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