Next the clouds rushed together as though a black pall had been drawn across the heavens, only in the west the half-hidden globe of the sun shone on through an opening in them, shone like a great and furious eye.

By slow degrees it sank, till nothing was left save a little rim of fire.

All the hall grew dark, and through the darkness Neter-Tua could be heard calling on the name of Amen.
"Ra is dead!" shouted a voice.

"Have done, Bastard, Ra is dead!" "Aye," she answered in a cold triumphant cry, "but Amen lives.

Behold his sword, ye Traitors!" As the words left her lips the heavens were cleft in twain by a fearful flash of lightning, and in it the people saw that once again the palm-trees bowed themselves, this time almost to the ground.