Howfineathing，thoughtItomyself，itistobeaPrincewhobyliftingafingercanthuscommandserviceatanymomentofthedayornight。
　　JustatthatmomentSetisaidtome：
　　“See，Ana，howsadathingitistobeaPrince，whocannotevenstirabroadwithoutnoticetohishouseholdandcommandingtheserviceofasecretguardtospyuponhiseveryaction，anddoubtlesstomakereportthereoftothepoliceofPharaoh。“
　　Therearetwofacestoeverything，thoughtItomyselfagain。
　　Wewalkeddownabroadstreetborderedbytrees，beyondwhichwerelime-washed，flat-roofedhousesbuiltofsun-driedbrick，standing，eachofthem，initsowngarden，tillatlengthwecametothegreatmarket-placejustasthefullmoonroseabovethepalm-trees，makingtheworldalmostaslightasday。Tanis，orRamesesasitisalsocalled，wasaveryfinecitythen，ifonlyhalfthesizeofMemphis，thoughnowthattheCourthasleftitIhearitismuchdeserted。
　　Aboutthismarket-placestoodgreattemplesofthegods，withpylonsandavenuesofsphinxes，alsothatwonderoftheworld，thecolossalstatueofthesecondRameses，whiletothenorthuponamoundwasthegloriouspalaceofPharaoh。Otherpalacestherewerealso，inhabitedbythenoblesandofficersoftheCourt，andbetweenthemranlongstreetswheredweltthecitizens，ending，someofthem，onthatbranchoftheNilebywhichtheancientcitystood。
　　Setihaltedtogazeatthesewondrousbuildings。
　　“Theyareveryold，“hesaid，“butmostofthem，likethewallsandthosetemplesofAmonandPtah，havebeenrebuiltinthetimeofmygrandfatherorsincehisdaybythelabourofIsraelitishslaveswhodwellyonderintherichlandofGoshen。“
　　“Theymusthavecostmuchgold，“Ianswered。
　　“TheKingsofEgyptdonotpaytheirslaves，“remarkedthePrinceshortly。
　　Thenwewentonandmingledwiththethousandsofthepeoplewhowerewanderingtoandfroseekingrestafterthebusinessoftheday。HereonthefrontierofEgyptweregatheredfolkofeveryrace；Bedouinsfromthedesert，SyriansfrombeyondtheRedSea，merchantsfromtherichIsleofChittim，travellersfromthecoast，andtradersfromthelandofPuntandfromtheunknowncountriesofthenorth。Allweretalking，laughingandmakingmerry，savesomewhogatheredincirclestolistentoatelleroftalesorwanderingmusicians，ortowatchwomenwhodancedhalfnakedforgifts。
　　Nowandagainthecrowdwouldparttoletpassthechariotofsomenobleorladybeforewhichwentrunningfootmenwhoshouted，“Makeway，Makeway!“andlaidaboutthemwiththeirlongwands。Thencameaprocessionofwhite-robedpriestsofIsistravellingbymoonlightaswasfittingfortheservantsoftheLadyoftheMoon，andbearingalofttheholyimageofthegoddessbeforewhichallmenbowedandforalittlewhileweresilent。Afterthisfollowedthecorpseofsomegreatonenewlydead，precededbyatroopofhiredmournerswhorenttheairwiththeirlamentationsastheyconductedittothequarteroftheembalmers。Lastly，fromoutofoneofthesidestreetsemergedagangofseveralhundredhook-nosedandbeardedmen，amongwhomwereafewwomen，looselyropedtogetherandescortedbyacompanyofarmedguards。
　　“Whoarethese？“Iasked，forIhadneverseentheirlike。
　　“SlavesofthepeopleofIsraelwhoreturnfromtheirlabouratthediggingofthenewcanalwhichistoruntotheRedSea，“answeredthePrince。
　　Westoodstilltowatchthemgoby，andInotedhowproudlytheireyesflashedandhowfiercewastheirbearingalthoughtheywerebutmeninbonds，verywearytooandstainedbytoilinmudandwater。Presentlythishappened。Awhite-beardedmanlaggedbehind，draggingonthelineandcheckingthemarch。Thereuponanoverseerranupandfloggedhimwithacruelwhipcutfromthehideofthesea-horse。Themanturnedand，liftingawoodenspadethathecarried，strucktheoverseersuchablowthathecrackedhisskullsothathefelldowndead。OtheroverseersrushedattheHebrew，astheseIsraeliteswerecalled，andbeathimtillhealsofell。Thenasoldierappearedand，seeingwhathadhappened，drewhisbronzesword。Fromamongthethrongsprangoutagirl，youngandverylovelyalthoughshewasbutroughlyclad。
　　SincethenIhaveseenMerapi，MoonofIsrael，asshewascalled，cladintheproudraimentofaqueen，andonceevenofagoddess，butnever，Ithink，didshelookmorebeauteousthaninthishourofherslavery。Herlargeeyes，neitherbluenorblack，caughtthelightofthemoonandwereaswimwithtears。Herplenteousbronze-huedhairflowedingreatcurlsoverthesnow-whitebosomthatherroughroberevealed。Herdelicatehandswereliftedasthoughtowardofftheblowswhichfelluponhimwhomshesoughttoprotect。Hertallandslendershapestoodoutagainstaflareoflightwhichburneduponsomemarketstall。Shewasbeauteousexceedingly，sobeauteousthatmyheartstoodstillatthesightofher，yes，minethatforsomeyearshadheldnothoughtofwomansavesuchaswereblackandevil。
　　Shecriedaloud。Standingoverthefallenmansheappealedtothesoldierformercy。Then，seeingthattherewasnonetohopeforfromhim，shecasthergreateyesarounduntiltheyfelluponthePrinceSeti。
　　“Oh!Sir，“shewailed，“youhaveanobleair。Willyoustandbyandseemyfathermurderedfornofault？“
　　“Dragheroff，orIsmitethroughher，“shoutedthecaptain，fornowshehadthrownherselfdownuponthefallenIsraelite。Theoverseersobeyed，tearingheraway。
　　“Hold，butcher!“criedthePrince。
　　“Whoareyou，dog，thatdaretoteachPharaoh’sofficerhisduty？“
　　answeredthecaptain，smitingthePrinceinthefacewithhislefthand。
　　ThenswiftlyhestruckdownwardsandIsawthebronzeswordpassthroughthebodyoftheIsraelitewhoquiveredandlaystill。Itwasalldoneinaninstant，andonthesilencethatfollowedrangoutthesoundofawoman’swail。ForamomentSetichoked——withrage，Ithink。
　　Thenhespokeasingleword——“Guards!“
　　ThefourNubians，who，asordered，hadkeptatadistance，burstthroughthegatheredthrong。EretheyreachedusI，whotillnowhadstoodamazed，sprangatthecaptainandgrippedhimbythethroat。Hestruckatmewithhisbloodysword，buttheblow，fallingonmylongcloak，onlybruisedmeontheleftthigh。ThenI，whowasstronginthosedays，grappledwithhimandwerolledtogetherontheground。
　　Afterthistherewasgreattumult。TheHebrewslavesbursttheirropeandflungthemselvesuponthesoldierslikedogsuponajackal，batteringthemwiththeirbarefists。Thesoldiersdefendedthemselveswithswords；theoverseerspliedtheirhidewhips；womenscreamed，menshouted。ThecaptainwhomIhadseizedbegantogetthebetterofme；
　　atleastIsawhisswordflashabovemeandthoughtthatallwasover。
　　Doubtlessitwouldhavebeen，hadnotSetihimselfdraggedthemanbackwardsandthusgiventhefourNubianguardstimetoseizehim。
　　NextIheardthePrincecryoutinaringingvoice：
　　“Hold!ItisSeti，thesonofPharaoh，theGovernorofTanis，withwhomyouhavetodo。See，“andhethrewbackthehoodofhiscloaksothatthemoonshoneuponhisface。
　　Instantlytherewasagreatquiet。Now，firstoneandthenanotherasthetruthsunkintothem，menbegantofallupontheirknees，andI
　　heardonesayinanawedvoice：
　　“TheroyalSon，thePrinceofEgyptstruckinthefacebyasoldier!
　　Bloodmustpayforit。“
　　“Howisthatofficernamed？“askedSeti，pointingtothemanwhohadkilledtheIsraeliteandwell-nighkilledme。
　　SomeoneansweredthathewasnamedKhuaka。
　　“BringhimtothestepsofthetempleofAmon，“saidSetitotheNubianswhoheldhimfast。“Followme，friendAna，ifyouhavethestrength。Nay，leanuponmyshoulder。“
　　SorestingupontheshoulderofthePrince，forIwasbruisedandbreathless，Iwalkedwithhimahundredpacesormoretothestepsofthegreattemplewhereweclimbedtotheplatformattheheadofthestairs。Afteruscametheprisoner，andafterhimallthemultitude，averygreatnumberwhostooduponthestepsandontheflatgroundbeyond。ThePrince，whowasverywhiteandquiet，sathimselfdownuponthelowgranitebaseofatallobeliskwhichstoodinfrontofthetemplepylon，andsaid：
　　“AsGovernorofTanis，theCityofRameses，withpoweroflifeanddeathatallhoursandinallplaces，IdeclaremyCourtopen。“
　　“TheRoyalCourtisopen!“criedthemultitudeintheaccustomedform。
　　“Thisisthecase，“saidthePrince。“YondermanwhoisnamedKhuaka，byhisdressacaptainofPharaoh’sarmy，ischargedwiththemurderofacertainHebrew，andwiththeattemptedmurderofAnathescribe。
　　Letwitnessesbecalled。Bringthebodyofthedeadmanandlayitherebeforeme。Bringthewomanwhostrovetoprotecthim，thatshemayspeak。“
　　Thebodywasbroughtandlaidupontheplatform，itswideeyesstaringupatthemoon。Thensoldierswhohadgatheredthrustforwardtheweepinggirl。
　　“Ceasefromtears，“saidSeti，“andswearbyKepherathecreator，andbyMaatthegoddessoftruthandlaw，tospeaknothingbutthetruth。“
　　Thegirllookedupandsaidinarichlowvoicethatinsomewayremindedmeofhoneybeingpouredfromajar，perhapsbecauseitwasthickwithstrangledsobs：
　　“ORoyalSonofEgypt，IcannotswearbythosegodswhoamadaughterofIsrael。“