I have sworn by nothing, and my oath is nothing likewise.

For there IS no secret, sacred name under the altar of Amen-Ra.' 'Oh, yes there is!' said a voice from under the bed.

Everyone started--Rekh-mara most of all.
Cyril stooped and pulled out the bath of sand where the Psammead slept.
'You don't know everything, though you ARE a Divine Father of the Temple of Amen,' said the Psammead shaking itself till the sand fell tinkling on the bath edge.

'There IS a secret, sacred name beneath the altar of Amen-Ra.

Shall I call on that name ?' 'No, no!' cried the Priest in terror.
'No,' said Jane, too.