"Shall I sleep in the tomb of Pharaoh, in my own everlasting house that I shall have made ready to receive me ?" "Son of Ra, I cannot say," answered the astrologer.

"Divine One, I will be frank with you.

Though you be wrath, yet will I tell you the truth as you command me.

An evil influence is at work in your House of Life.
Another star crosses and re-crosses your path, and though for a long time you seem to swallow it up, yet at the last it eclipses you--it and one that goes with it." "What star ?" asked Abi hoarsely, "Pharaoh's ?" "Nay, Prince, the star of Amen." "Amen! What Amen ?" "Amen the god, Prince, the mighty father of the gods." "Amen the god," repeated Abi in an awed voice.

"How can a man fight against a god ?" "Say rather against two gods, for with the star of Amen goes the star of Hathor, Queen of Love.