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Then Nefert rose, kissed her mother's hand, and went silently into her own room. Katuti remained alone; she felt as if a dead hand held her heart in its icy grasp, and she muttered to herself: "Ani is right nothing turns to good excepting that from which we expect the worst." She held her hand to her head, as if she had heard something too strange to be believed.
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?"
I venture to think that the heads of Rahotep and Nefert, engraved from a brilliant photograph in A Thousand Miles up the Nile, give a truer and more spirited idea of the originals than the present illustrations, A.B.E. That is, the Eighteenth, Nineteenth, and Twentieth Dynasties. According to the measurements given by Mr.
Rameri was surprised at this quick resolve, at which however he was delighted; but Nefert looked anxiously at her friend. In a moment her eyes fell; she knew now who it was that her friend loved, and the fearful thought "How will it end?" flashed through her mind. An hour later a tall, plainly dressed woman crossed the Nile, with a dark-skinned boy and a slender youth by her side.
Pentaur's image took a more and more vivid, and at the same time nobler and loftier, aspect in her mind; but he himself had died for her, for only once had a letter reached them from Egypt, and that was from Katuti to Nefert.
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.
"The nosegay here that you have brought me shall be placed in water, and preserved a long time, as greeting from the place in which once I could play carelessly, and dream so happily." With these words she pressed the flowers to her lips; Paaker sprang forward, seized her hand, and covered it with burning kisses. Nefert started and drew away her hand, but he put out his arm to clasp her to him.
The large room, in which Nefert found the princess, commanded the river. A doorway, closed with light curtains, opened on to a long balcony with a finely-worked balustrade of copper-gilt, to which clung a climbing rose with pink flowers.
He had touched her with his trembling hand, when loud voices were heard in the garden, and Nemu hurried in to announce he arrival of the princess Bent-Anat. At the same moment Katuti appeared, and in a few minutes the princess herself. Paaker retreated, and quitted the room before Nefert had time to express her indignation. He staggered to his chariot like a drunken man.
If the Mohar sacrifices a fortune for Nefert, he will be her master, and Katuti will not stand in his way; she knows well enough why her nephew pays for her. But some one else stops the way, and that is Mena. It is worth while to get him out of the way. The charioteer stands close to the Pharaoh, and the noose that is flung at one may easily fall round the neck of the other too.
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