It was called the Tale of Two Brothers, and told how the faithless wife of one of them brought trouble on the other, so that he was killed.

Of how, also, the just gods brought him to life again, and many other matters.
This story I dedicated to his Highness, the Prince Seti, and with it in the bosom of my robe I travelled to Tanis, having hidden about me a sum of gold that I had saved.
So I came to Tanis at the beginning of winter and, walking to the palace of the Prince, boldly demanded an audience.

But now my troubles began, for the guards and watchmen thrust me from the doors.

In the end I bribed them and was admitted to the antechambers, where were merchants, jugglers, dancing-women, officers, and many others, all of them, it seemed, waiting to see the Prince; folk who, having nothing to do, pleased themselves by making mock of me, a stranger.

When I had mixed with them for several days, I gained their friendship by telling to them one of my stories, after which I was always welcome among them.