They leapt forward, and I saw the firelight shone upon their copper armlets as they gripped Laban.

He fought furiously, shouting: "Where are your armies, Egyptians, and where is your dog of a Pharaoh?
Go dig them from the Sea of Reeds.

Farewell, Moon of Israel.

Look how your royal lover crowns you at the last, O faithless----" He said no more, for at this moment the slaves hurled him headlong into the heart of the great fire, which blackened for a little and burned bright again.
Then it was that Merapi struggled to her feet and cried in a ringing voice those very words which the Prince and I had seemed to hear her speak far away by the Sea of Reeds--"_Oh! help me my lord Seti! Help me, my lord Seti!_" Yes, the same words which had echoed in our ears days before they passed her lips, or so we believed.
Now all this while our chariots had been forcing their way foot by foot through the wall of the watching crowd, perhaps while a man might count a hundred, no more.

As the echoes of her cry died away at length we were through and leaping to the ground.
"The witch calls on one who sups to-night at the board of Osiris with Pharaoh and his host," sneered Ki.