I appeared upon the surface and after me the crocodile spouting blood and wallowing in its death agonies.

I remembered no more till I found myself lying on the bank surrounded by a multitude with Bes standing over me.

Also in the shallow water was the crocodile dead, my sword still fixed between its jaws.
"Are you harmed, Master" cried Bes in a voice of agony.
"Very little I think," I answered, sitting up with the blood pouring from my arm.
Bes thrust aside Karema who had come lightly clothed from her tent, saying, "All is well, Wife.

I will bring you the lilies presently." Then he flung his arms about me, kissed my hands and my brow and turning to the crowd, shouted, "Last night you were disputing as to whether this Egyptian lord should be allowed to dwell with me in the land of Ethiopia.

Which of you disputes it now ?" "No one!" they answered with a roar.