How rudely the people press! As soon as the God is gone by we will go home." "Pray do," said Nefert.

"I am so frightened!" and she pressed trembling to the side of the princess.
"I wish we were at home, too," replied Bent-Anat.
"Only look!" said Rameri.

"There they are.

Is it not splendid?
And how the heart shines, as if it were a star!" All the crowd, and with them our three friends, fell on their knees.
The procession paused opposite to them, as it did at every thousand paces; a herald came forward, and glorified, in a loud voice, the great miracle, to which now another was added--the sacred heart since the night had come on had begun to give out light.
Since his return home from the embalming house, the paraschites had taken no nourishment, and had not answered a word to the anxious questions of the two frightened women.

He stared blindly, muttered a few unintelligible words, and often clasped his forehead in his hand.