We must talk of them, Userti.

Also of the journey to the land of Goshen on which Ana starts with me to-morrow." "To-morrow! Why this morning you told me it was fixed for three days hence." "Did I, Sister--I mean Wife?
If so, it was because I was not sure whether Ana, who is to be my chariot companion, would be back." "A scribe your chariot companion! Surely it would be more fitting that your cousin Amenmeses----" "To Set with Amenmeses!" he exclaimed.

"You know well, Userti, that the man is hateful to me with his cunning yet empty talk." "Indeed! I grieve to hear it, for when you hate you show it, and Amenmeses may be a bad enemy.

Then if not our cousin Amenmeses who is not hateful to me, there is Saptah." "I thank you; I will not travel in a cage with a jackal." "Jackal! I do not love Saptah, but one of the royal blood of Egypt a jackal! Then there is Nehesi the Vizier, or the General of the escort whose name I forget." "Do you think, Userti, that I wish to talk about state economies with that old money-sack, or to listen to boastings of deeds he never did in war from a half-bred Nubian butcher ?" "I do not know, Husband.

Yet of what will you talk with this Ana?
Of poems, I suppose, and silliness.