The last left about half an hour ago." "First I will prepare myself, worthy Pambasa," I began.
"No, no, the orders are instant, I dare not disobey them.

Enter," and with a courtly flourish he drew a rich curtain.
"By Amon," exclaimed a weary voice which I knew as that of the Prince, "here come more councillors or priests.

Prepare, my sister, prepare!" "I pray you, Seti," answered another voice, that of Userti, "to learn to call me by my right name, which is no longer sister.

Nor, indeed, am I your full sister." "I crave your pardon," said Seti.

"Prepare, Royal Wife, prepare!" By now the curtain was fully drawn and I stood, travel-stained, forlorn and, to tell the truth, trembling a little, for I feared her Highness, in the doorway, hesitating to pass the threshold.