But she saw no ghosts, nor would Asti try
to summon them from their sleep, although Tua prayed her to do so.
"Leave them alone," said Asti, as they paused in the shadow of the
greatest of the pyramids and stared at its shining face engraved from
base to summit with many a mystic writing.
"Leave them alone lest they should be angry as Amen was, and tell your
Majesty things which you do not wish to hear. Contemplate their mighty
works, such as no monarch can build to-day, and suffer them to rest
therein undisturbed by weaker folk."
"Do you call these mighty works?" asked Tua contemptuously, for she was
angry because Asti would not try to raise the dead. "What are they after
all, but so many stones put together by the labour of men to satisfy
their own vanity? And of those who built them what story remains? There
is none at all save some vain legends. Now if _I_ live I will rear a
greater monument, for history shall tell of me till time be dead."
"Perhaps, Neter-Tua, if you live and the gods will it, though for
my part I think that these old stones will survive the story of most
deeds.
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