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Updated: June 7, 2025
Setchem had seen the struggle from her litter at the top of the landing steps, but without understanding its origin, and without recognizing the chief actors. The dog was dead. Paaker's hand was very painful, and fresh rage was seething in his soul. "That brood of Rameses!" he muttered. "Adventurers! They shall learn to know me. Mena and Rameses are closely connected I will sacrifice them both."
Paaker bowed low, and took the place of honor, hardly daring to look round the table, lest he should encounter looks of surprise or of mockery. And yet he had pictured to himself his grandfather Assa, and his father, as somewhere near this place of honor, which had actually often enough been given up to them. And was he not their descendant and heir? Was not his mother Setchem of royal race?
As his brother Horus grew up, he had followed him as his obedient assistant, even after he had married a wife, who, with her child, remained in Thebes under the care of Setchem. He was now filling Paaker's place in Syria during his absence; badly enough, as the pioneer thought, and yet not without credit; for the fellow knew how to write smooth words with a graceful pen.
The great masts of cedar, which Paaker sent from Lebanon to Thebes to bear our banners, and ornament our gateway, were thrown to the ground at sunrise by the frightful wind." "Thus shall your son's defiant spirit be broken," said Ameni; "But for you, if you have patience, new joys shall arise." "I thank thee again," said Setchem. But something yet remains to be said.
But I will push them aside with my own hand, and will attain what I desire without the help of the Gods and overthrow all that oppose me." "We cannot blow away a feather without the help of the Immortals," answered Setchem. "So your father used to say, who was a very different man both in body and mind from you!
Setchem looked after him for a long time; she had refused to bid him farewell, and now she implored the Gods to turn his heart, and to preserve him from malice and crime. Three days had passed since the pioneer's departure, and although it was still early, busy occupation was astir in Bent-Anat's work-rooms.
The dead man may be forgiven for the sake of your virtues; but your love is due to this nobler soul the real son of your husband, the poet of Egypt, the preserver of the king's life." Setchem rose and went up to Pentaur, she smiled at him and stroked his face and breast. "It is he," she said. "May the Immortals bless him!"
I have forgiven Nefert and her mother that may satisfy you." Setchem shook her head, and said: "What will it lead to! The war cannot last for ever, and if Mena returns the reconciliation of to-day will turn to all the more bitter enmity. I see only one remedy. Follow my advice, and let me find you a wife worthy of you." "Not now!" exclaimed Paaker impatiently.
There are many women in Thebes besides Nefert, and a hundred nobles in the land would esteem themselves happy to win you for a son-in-law." Paaker rose, and began thoughtfully pacing the broad space, while Setchem went on speaking.
But the little one struggled with such loud cries, and could not be pacified, that Paaker set it down on the ground, and involuntarily exclaimed: "The naughty little thing!" "She has been sweet and good the whole afternoon," said his mother Setchem. "She sees you so seldom." "May be," replied Paaker; "still I know this the dogs love me, but no child will come to me." "You have such hard hands."
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