"So sure as the king Rameses is the son of Seti," he answered.

The men had finished their meal, and the flat cakes of bread which the wife of the paraschites gave them, and on which they had wiped their hands from the fat, were consumed, when the soldier, in whose slow brain the physician's question still lingered, said, sighing deeply: "Her mother was a stranger; she laid the white dove in the raven's nest." "Of what country was your wife a native ?" asked the physician.
"That I do not know," replied the soldier.
"Did you never enquire about the family of your own wife ?" "Certainly I did: but how could she have answered me?
But it is a long and strange story." "Relate it to me," said Nebsecht, "the night is long, and I like listening better than talking.

But first I will see after our patient." When the physician had satisfied himself that Uarda was sleeping quietly and breathing regularly, he seated himself again by the paraschites and his son, and the soldier began: "It all happened long ago.

King Seti still lived, but Rameses already reigned in his stead, when I came home from the north.

They had sent me to the workmen, who were building the fortifications in Zoan, the town of Rameses .-- [The Rameses of the Bible.