Is it given to you to read the future?
Have you means at your command whereby you can see whether the great stake--you know which I mean--shall be won or lost ?" Hekt looked at the ground, and said after reflecting a short time: "I cannot decide with certainty, but thy affair stands well.

Look at these two hawks with the chain on their feet.

They take their food from no one but me.

The one that is moulting, with closed, grey eyelids, is Rameses; the smart, smooth one, with shining eyes, is thyself.

It comes to this--which of you lives the longest.