In front of the throne, upon his knees,
the royal crown shaken from his head, Abi grasped the feet of Neter-Tua
and screamed to her to forgive and spare him, whilst above, shining like
fire, That which sat upon the throne pointed with her sceptre at the
ruin and the rout, and laughed and laughed again.
Soon all were gone save the mumbling priests, the dying, the dead, and
Abi with his officers.
The clouds rolled off, the moon and the stars shone out, filling the
place with gentle light. Then Tua spoke, looking down at the wretched
Abi who grovelled before her.
"Say, now, Husband," she asked, "who is god in Egypt?"
"Amen your father," he gasped.
"And who is Pharaoh in Egypt?"
"You, and no other, O Queen."
"Ah!" she said, "it was over that matter that we quarrelled, did we not?
which forced me, whom you thought so helpless, to find helpers. Look,
there are their footsteps; they walk heavily, do they not, my Uncle?"
and she nodded towards the huge fragments of the broken obelisks.
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