Now she has dreamed a dream, or her spirit has told her that the army of Egypt is in danger of destruction, and I know that this dream is true.

Hasten then, O Prince, to save the hosts of Egypt, which you will surely need when you come to sit upon its throne." "I am no sorceress," cried Merapi, "and yet--alas! that I must say it--this smiling-featured, cold-eyed wizard's words are true.

_The sword of death hangs over the hosts of Egypt!_" "Command that the chariots be made ready," said Seti again.
Eight days had gone by.

It was sunset and we drew rein over against the Sea of Reeds.

Day and night we had followed the army of Pharaoh across the wilderness on a road beaten down by his chariot wheels and soldiers, and by the tens of thousands of the Israelites who had passed that way before them.