Nay-one thing more I must tell you.
Youth smiles on the young, Ani.

Bent-Anat has chosen a worthy husband, my preserver, the poet Pentaur.

He was said to be a man of humble origin, the son of a gardener of the House of Seti; and now what do I learn through Ameni?
He is the true son of the dead Mohar, and the foul traitor Paaker is the gardener's son.

A witch in the Necropolis changed the children.

That is the best news of all that has reached me on this propitious day, for the Mohar's widow, the noble Setchem, has been brought here, and I should have been obliged to choose between two sentences on her as the mother of the villain who has escaped us.