My poor counsel is written in yonder roll and cannot be changed." Meneptah's eyes flashed, but again he controlled himself, and asked: "If you should come to fill this place of mine, Prince Seti, tell us, here assembled, what policy will you pursue towards these Hebrews ?" "That policy, O Pharaoh, which I have counselled in the roll.

If ever I fill the throne, I shall let them go whither they will, taking their goods with them." Now all those present stared at him and murmured.

But Pharaoh rose, shaking with wrath.

Seizing his robe where it was fastened at the breast, he rent it, and cried in a terrible voice: "Hear him, ye gods of Egypt! Hear this son of mine who defies me to my face and would set your necks beneath the heel of a stranger god.

Prince Seti, in the presence of these royal ones, and these my councillors, I----" He said no more, for the Princess Userti, who till now had remained silent, ran to him, and throwing her arms about him, began to whisper in his ear.