She went towards him, but before he had reached her he shouted out an enquiry whether her sister Irene was in the gate-keeper's lodge; the high-priest desired to speak with her, and she was nowhere to be found.

Klea told him that a grand lady from the queen's court had already enquired for her, and that the last time she had seen her had been before daybreak, when she was going to fill the jars for the altar of the god at the Well of the Sun.
"The water for the first libation," answered the priest, "was placed on the altar at the right time, but Doris and her sister had to fetch it for the second and third.

Asclepiodorus is angry--not with you, for he knows from Imhotep that you are taking care of a sick child--but with Irene.

Try and think where she can be.

Something serious must have occurred that the high-priest wishes to communicate to her." Klea was startled, for she remembered Irene's tears the evening before, and her cry of longing for happiness and freedom.