"And you?
have you recovered your peace of mind ?" Nefert shook her head.

The princess drew her on to a seat, and sank down beside her.

Then she began again "Your heart is sore, poor child; they have spoilt the past for you, and you dread the future.

Let me be frank with you, even if it gives you pain.

You are sick, and I must cure you.
Will you listen to me ?" "Speak on," said Nefert.
"Speech does not suit me so well as action," replied the princess; "but I believe I know what you need, and can help you.