Then, seeing that there was none to hope for from him, she cast her great eyes around until they fell upon the Prince Seti.
"Oh! Sir," she wailed, "you have a noble air.

Will you stand by and see my father murdered for no fault ?" "Drag her off, or I smite through her," shouted the captain, for now she had thrown herself down upon the fallen Israelite.

The overseers obeyed, tearing her away.
"Hold, butcher!" cried the Prince.
"Who are you, dog, that dare to teach Pharaoh's officer his duty ?" answered the captain, smiting the Prince in the face with his left hand.
Then swiftly he struck downwards and I saw the bronze sword pass through the body of the Israelite who quivered and lay still.

It was all done in an instant, and on the silence that followed rang out the sound of a woman's wail.

For a moment Seti choked--with rage, I think.