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Rameses met his noble opponent outside Mena's tent, and was about to offer him his hand, but the Danaid chief had sunk on his knees before him as the other princes had done. "Regard me not as a king and a warrior," he exclaimed, "only as a suppliant father; let us conclude a peace, and permit me to take this maiden, my grandchild, home with me to my own country."
But that could not be done so he put on his finger a ring set with a valuable stone, which king Seti I., had given to his father, and added various clasps and bracelets to his dress. When, before leaving the house, he looked at himself in a mirror, he said to himself with some satisfaction, that he, as he stood, was worth as much as the whole of Mena's estates.
A tiny man hurried up to him, and, as soon as he had recognized in him the dwarf Nemu, he cried angrily: "Is it for you, you rascal, that I stop my drive? What do you want?" "To crave," said the little man, bowing humbly, "that, when thy business in the city of the dead is finished, thou wilt carry me back to Thebes." "You are Mena's dwarf?" asked the pioneer. "By no means," replied Nemu.
Then Rameses helped him to unfasten the rope from round his waist to fasten it to the end of a beam. Rameri now loosened the other end, and followed Mena's example; he too, practised in athletic exercises in the school of the House of Seti, succeeded in accomplishing the three tremendous leaps, and soon the king stood in safety on the ground.
As soon as Bent-Anat had quitted Mena's domain, the dwarf Nemu entered the garden with a letter, and briefly related his adventures; but in such a comical fashion that both the ladies laughed, and Katuti, with a lively gaiety, which was usually foreign to her, while she warned him, at the same time praised his acuteness.
Paaker is fighting with the Cheta." Once more the Mohar had bent his bow, and came so near to the king's chariot that he could be heard exclaiming in a hoarse voice, as he let the bowstring snap, "Now I will reckon with you thief! robber! My bride is your wife, but with this arrow I will win Mena's widow."
Shortly after the death of the Mohar, the charioteer Mena had proposed for Nefert's hand, but would have been refused if the king himself had not supported the suit of his favorite officer. After the wedding, she retired with Nefert to Mena's house, and undertook, while he was at the war, to manage his great estates, which however had been greatly burthened with debt by his father.
He would like to go with you? To open Mena's eyes? No one has yet tried to bind them!" Katuti spoke the last words in a low tone, and her glance fell. Paaker also looked down, and was silent; but he soon recovered his presence of mind, and said: "If Nefert is to be long absent, I will go." "No no, stay," cried the widow. "She wished to see you, and must soon come in.
"We-dishonor?" exclaimed Nefert, and she nervously clutched at the cat. "Your brother lost enormous sums at play; to recover them he pledged the mummy of your father " "Horrible!" cried Nefert. "We must appeal at once to the king; I will write to him myself; for Mena's sake he will hear me.
"You, Nefert stay here," said Bent-Anat, "and cut as many flowers as you like; take the best and finest, and make a wreath, and when it is ready we will send a messenger across to lay it, with other gifts, on the grave of your Mena's mother."
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