They came to it through a great square pillared doorway of sandstone that stood in a high brick wall.

The shut doors were of massive cedar, with bronze hinges, and were studded with bronze nails.

At the side was a little door and a wicket gate, and through this the priest led the children.

He seemed to know a word that made the sentries make way for him.
Inside was a garden, planted with hundreds of different kinds of trees and flowering shrubs, a lake full of fish, with blue lotus flowers at the margin, and ducks swimming about cheerfully, and looking, as Jane said, quite modern.
'The guard-chamber, the store-houses, the queen's house,' said the priest, pointing them out.
They passed through open courtyards, paved with flat stones, and the priest whispered to a guard at a great inner gate.
'We are fortunate,' he said to the children, 'Pharaoh is even now in the Court of Honour.

Now, don't forget to be overcome with respect and admiration.