’Hecannotdoanymoremagic，’saidAntheasuddenly，andalleyeswereturnedonher，’becauseofthevoiceofthefreepeoplewhoareshoutingforbreadandonionsandbeerandalongmid—dayrest。Ifthepeoplehadwhattheywanted，hecoulddomore。’
’Arude—spokengirl，’saidPharaoh。’Butgivethedogswhattheywant，’hesaid，withoutturninghishead。’Letthemhavetheirrestandtheirextrarations。Thereareplentyofslavestowork。’
Arichly—dressedofficialhurriedout。
’Youwillbetheidolofthepeople，’Rekh—marawhisperedjoyously；’theTempleofAmenwillnotcontaintheirofferings。’
Cyrilstruckanothermatch，andallthecourtwasoverwhelmedwithdelightandwonder。AndwhenCyriltookthecandlefromhispocketandlighteditwiththematch，andthenheldtheburningcandleupbeforetheKingtheenthusiasmknewnobounds。