"And he is particularly glad it should be precisely Rui's body, which the sacred heart should have blessed.

You ask why ?--Hatasu is Ani's ancestress, blockhead!" "And Rui was prophet of the temple of Hatasu," added the joiner.
"The priests over there are all hangers-on of the old royal house, that I know," asserted a baker.
"That's no secret!" cried the cobbler.

"The old times were better than these too.

The war upsets everything, and quite respectable people go barefoot because they cannot pay for shoe-leather.

Rameses is a great warrior, and the son of Ra, but what can he do without the Gods; and they don't seem to like to stay in Thebes any longer; else why should the heart of the sacred ram seek a new dwelling in the Necropolis, and in the breast of an adherent of the old--" "Hold your tongue," warned the basket-maker.