He saw them in the building; multitudes of brown men dragging huge blocks of stone up a slope of sand.

He saw them finished one by one, and all the ceremonies of the worship with which they were connected.

Dead Pharaohs were laid to rest there beneath his eyes, living Pharaohs prayed within their chapels and made oblation to the spirits of those who had gone before them, while ever the white-robed, shaven priests chanted in his ears.
Then all passed, and he saw them mighty as ever, but deserted, standing there in the desert, the monuments of a forgotten greatness, till at length a new people came and stripped off their marble coverings.
These things he remembered afterwards, but there were many more that he forgot.
Again Godfrey dreamed, a strange and beautiful dream which went on from day to day.

It was that he was very ill and that Isobel had come to nurse him.

She came quite suddenly and at first seemed a little frightened and disturbed, but afterwards very happy indeed.