I serve him whose master I believe I ought to be by birth; I hate Rameses, who, sincerely or no, calls me his brother; and while I stand as if I were the bulwark of his authority I am diligently undermining it.

My whole existence is a lie." "But it will be truth," cried Katuti, "as soon as the Gods allow you to be--as you are--the real king of this country." "Strange!" said Ani smiling, Ameni, "this very day, used almost exactly the same words.

The wisdom of priests, and that of women, have much in common, and they fight with the same weapons.

You use words instead of swords, traps instead of lances, and you cast not our bodies, but our souls, into irons." "Do you blame or praise us for it ?" said the widow.

"We are in any case not impotent allies, and therefore, it seems to me, desirable ones." "Indeed you are," said Ani smiling.