Or will it be perchance of Merapi, Moon of Israel, whom I gather both of you think so beautiful.

Well, have your way.

You tell me that I am not to accompany you upon this journey, I your new-made wife, and now I find that it is because you wish my place to be filled by a writer of tales whom you picked up the other day--your 'twin in Ra' forsooth! Fare you well, my Lord," and she rose from her seat, gathering up her robes with both hands.
Then Seti grew angry.
"Userti," he said, stamping upon the floor, "you should not use such words.

You know well that I do not take you with me because there may be danger yonder among the Hebrews.

Moreover, it is not Pharaoh's wish." She turned and answered with cold courtesy: "Then I crave your pardon and thank you for your kind thought for the safety of my person.