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Updated: June 6, 2025
Both were silent for some time; then Bent-Anat spoke: "Pray have lights brought, I want to finish my weaving." Nefert rose, went to the door of the tent, and there met Uarda; she seized Nefert's hand, and silently drew her out into the air. "What is the matter, child? you are trembling," Nefert exclaimed. "My father is here," answered Uarda hastily.
Bent-Anat descended the steps as quickly as Nefert's exhausted state permitted. The landing-place was now only dimly lighted by dull lanterns, though, when the God embarked, it would be as light as day with cressets and torches.
Thou mayst be glad that thou hast not linked thy fate to ours; but I have a faithful heart, and will share my mistress's trouble." "You speak riddles," said Paaker, "what have they to fear?" The dwarf now related how Nefert's brother had gambled away the mummy of his father, how enormous was the sum he had lost, and that degradation must overtake Katuti, and her daughter with her.
Her simple bedroom would have suited a prince who loved floriculture, quite as well as a princess. Before all things Bent-Anat loved air and light. The curtains of her windows and doors were only closed when the position of the sun absolutely required it; while in Nefert's rooms, from morning till evening, a dim twilight was maintained.
At a late hour Katuti was still pacing her bedroom, thinking of Paaker's insane devotion, of Mena's faithlessness, and of Nefert's altered demeanor; and when she went to bed, a thousand conjectures, fears, and anxieties tormented her, while she was distressed at the change which had come over Nefert's love to her mother, a sentiment which of all others should be the most sacred, and the most secure against all shock.
Both were silent for some time; then Bent-Anat spoke: "Pray have lights brought, I want to finish my weaving." Nefert rose, went to the door of the tent, and there met Uarda; she seized Nefert's hand, and silently drew her out into the air. "What is the matter, child? you are trembling," Nefert exclaimed. "My father is here," answered Uarda hastily.
Since his conversation with Nemu, and the dwarf's interpretation of his dream, the path which he must tread to reach his aim had been plain before him. Nefert's mother must be won with the gold which would save her from disgrace, and Mena must be sent to the other world. He relied chiefly on his own reckless obstinacy which he liked to call firm determination Nemu's cunning, and the love-philter.
But certainly, if you mean that, I will leave the basket of roses, and go to her alone. No sister, I will not be forbidden this; she is so charming, so white, so gentle, and her voice is so soft and sweet! And she has little feet, as small as what shall I say? as small and graceful as Nefert's hand. We talked most about Pentaur.
Now he leads the way, and points it out to the guards, and then in a moment he is close to us again." "They are the golden-bays of my breed," said Mena, and the veins started angrily in his forehead. "My stud-master tells me that Katuti sent them to him before his departure. They were intended for Nefert's chariot, and he drives them to-day to defy and spite me."
Bent-Anat took Nefert's hand, and did not release it, while she requested the widow to give her daughter's dresses and ornaments into the charge of the slaves and waiting-women whom she would send for them. "And do not forget the case with the dried flowers, and my amulets, and the images of the Gods," said Nefert. "And I should like to have the Neha tree which my uncle gave me."
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