I would have grieved for him--but that he should send me money, money!--that I have never forgiven; that he shall atone for in his grandchild." The old woman spoke the last words as if in a dream, and without seeming to remember her hearer.

Ani shuddered, as if he were in the presence of a mad woman, and he involuntarily drew his chair back a little way.
The witch observed this; she took breath and went on: "You lords, who walk in high places, do not know how things go on in the depths beneath you; you do not choose to know.
"But I will shorten my story.

I got well, but I got out of my bed thin and voiceless.

I had plenty of money, and I spent it in buying of everyone who professed magic in Thebes, potions to recover Assa's love for me, or in paying for spells to be cast on him, or for magic drinks to destroy him.

I tried too to recover my voice, but the medicines I took for it made it rougher not sweeter.