When she saw thus for the first time an entire people given up to the wildest and most unfettered mirth and enjoyment, she woke up from her silent brooding thoughts and began to weep again, as in the first days after you went away.
"Sad and perplexed, we brought our poor child back to Sais.
"Her looks were not those of a common mortal.

She grew thinner, and we all fancied, taller; her complexion was white, and almost transparent, with a tender bloom on her cheek, which I can only liken to a young rose-leaf or the first faint blush of sunrise.

Her eyes are still wonderfully clear and bright.

It always seems to me as if they looked beyond the heaven and earth which we see.
"As she continued to suffer more and more from heat in the head and hands, while her tender limbs often shivered with a slight chill, we sent to Thebes for Thutmes, the most celebrated physician for inward complaints.
"The experienced priest shook his head on seeing your sister and foretold a serious illness.

He forbade her to spin or to speak much.
Potions of all kinds were given her to drink, her illness was discussed and exorcised, the stars and oracles consulted, rich presents and sacrifices made to the gods.