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Updated: June 13, 2025
Nebsecht went up and down the hillside at a redoubled pace, and had long taken his place by the couch of the wounded Uarda in the hovel of the paraschites, when Nemu drew near to the abode of his Mother Hekt, from whom Paaker had received the philter. The old woman sat before the door of her cave.
"Just now, when I was sitting with my sick grandmother, it passed through my mind how nice it would be if I had a brother just like you. Do you know what I should do if you were my brother?" "Well?" "I should buy you a chariot and horse, and you should go away to the king's war." "Are you so rich?" asked Rameri smiling. "Oh yes!" answered Uarda.
Nefert was almost fainting with fear and excitement. The two servants, who had kept near them, knit their hands together, and thus carried her in advance of the princess. Not one of them spoke a word, not even Rameri, who could not forget Uarda, and the look of gratitude she bid sent after him. Once only Bent-Anat said: "The hovel is burnt down. Where will the poor souls sleep to-night?"
But now other things have to be done besides lingering with you; now I will show you that I am a man, now that Pentaur is to be saved. Farewell, Uarda, and think of me!" He would have hurried off, but Scherau held him by the robe, and said timidly: Thou sayst thou art Rameses' son. Hekt spoke of him too. She compared him to our moulting hawk."
Scherau went up to the sick girl, knelt down by her, and whispered with streaming eyes: "Take it! It is good, and very sweet, and if I get another cake, and Hekt will let me out, I will bring it to you. "Thank you, good little Scherau," said Uarda, kissing the child.
"I know him," said Uarda decidedly. The surgeon looked at her surprised. "You must not talk any more," he said, "for your cheeks are glowing, and the fever may return. We have arranged a tent for you, and now we will carry you into the open air." "Not yet," said the girl. "Grandmother, do my hair for me, it is so heavy."
"I know him," said Uarda decidedly. The surgeon looked at her surprised. "You must not talk any more," he said, "for your cheeks are glowing, and the fever may return. We have arranged a tent for you, and now we will carry you into the open air." "Not yet," said the girl. "Grandmother, do my hair for me, it is so heavy."
When the prince entered the court of the hut, Uarda was not to be seen, but he soon heard her voice singing out through the open door. She came out into the air, for the dog barked furiously at Rameri. When she saw the prince, she started, and said: "You are here already again, and yet I warned you. My grandmother in there is the wife of a paraschites."
Bent-Anat too tried to teach Uarda, but learning to read was not easy to the girl, however much pains she might take.
He may speak with confidence before me." "I may?" said Scherau, "that is well. I have slipped away; Hekt may come back at any moment, and if she sees that I have taken myself off I shall get a beating and nothing to eat." "Who is this horrible Hekt?" asked Rameri indignantly. "That Uarda can tell you by and by," said the little one hurriedly. "Now only listen.
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