The dwarf looked at her compassionately, and said in a changed tone: "Dost thou remember the diamond which fell out of Nefert's handsomest ring?
We hunted for it, and could not find it.

Next day, as I was going through the room, I trod on something hard; I stooped down and found the stone.

What the noble organ of sight, the eye, overlooked, the callous despised sole of the foot found; and perhaps the small slave, Nemu, who knows nothing of honor, may succeed in finding a mode of escape which is not revealed to the lofty soul of his mistress!" "What are you thinking of ?" asked Katuti.
"Escape," answered the dwarf.

"Is it true that thy sister Setchem has visited thee, and that you are reconciled ?" "She offered me her hand, and I took it ?" "Then go to her.

Men are never more helpful than after a reconciliation.
The enmity they have driven out, seems to leave as it were a freshly-healed wound which must be touched with caution; and Setchem is of thy own blood, and kind-hearted." "She is not rich," replied Katuti.