I am forsaken. Oh! Asti, you who
are wise, tell me, what shall I do?"
"Trust in the gods," said Asti. "There are still three hours to sundown,
and in three hours the gods, to whom time is nothing, can destroy the
world and build it up again. Remember when we starved in the pylon tower
at Memphis, and what befell us there. Remember the leap to death and the
Boat of Ra, and those by whom it was captained. Remember and trust in
the gods."
"I trust--in truth I trust, Asti, but yet--oh! let us talk of something
else. I wonder what has chanced in Memphis since we left it in so
strange a fashion? Do you think that awful Ka of mine queens it there
with Abi for a husband? If so, I almost grieve for Abi, for she had
something in her eyes which chilled my mortal blood, and yet you say she
is a part of me, a spirit who cannot die, cast in my mould, and given to
me at birth. I would I had another Ka, and that you could draw it forth
again, Asti, to bewitch this Janees, and hold him while we fled. See,
that case draws to an end at length.
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