Ki was speaking of you, young man.

I did not pay much attention to him, but it was something about a sudden vow of friendship between you and the Prince here.

There was a cup in the story too, an alabaster cup that seemed familiar to me.

Ki said it was broken." Seti started and I began angrily: "What do you know of that cup?
Where were you hid, O Priest ?" "Oh, in your souls, I suppose," he answered dreamily, "or rather Ki was.
But I know nothing, and am not curious.

If you had broken the cup with a woman now, it would have been more interesting, even to an old man.
Be so good as to answer the Prince's question as to whether he or his cousin Amenmeses will triumph at the last, for on that matter both Ki and I are curious." "Am I a seer," I began again still more angrily, "that I should read the future ?" "I think so, a little, but that is what I want to find out." He hobbled towards me, laid one of his claw-like hands upon my arm, and said in a new voice of command: "Look now upon that throne and tell me what you see there." I obeyed him because I must, staring up the hall at the empty throne.