But overbusy friends are more damaging than intelligent enemies.

When I need your services I will call for you.

Till then avoid speech.

Now go to your mistress, and carry to Katuti this letter which has arrived for her." "Hail to Ani, the son of the Sun!" cried the dwarf kissing the Regent's foot.

"Have I no letter to carry to my mistress Nefert ?" "Greet her from me," replied the Regent.