She went forth carrying the child and I walked behind her. So did the Prince, but in that darkness he was cut off by a rush of thousands of folk and I saw him no more till all was over. Bakenkhonsu was with me leaning on my arm, but Ki had gone on before us, for his own ends as I think. A huge mob moved through the dense darkness, in which here and there lights floated like lamps upon a quiet sea. I did not know where we were going until the light of one of these lamps shone upon the knees of the colossal statue of the great Rameses, revealing his cartouche. Then I knew that we were near the gateway of the vast temple of Memphis, the largest perhaps in the whole world. We went on through court after pillared court, priests leading us by the hand, till we came to a shrine commanding the biggest court of all, which was packed with men and women. It was that of Isis, who held at her breast the infant Horus. “O friend Ana,” cried Merapi, “give help. They are dressing me in strange garments.” I tried to get near to her but was thrust back, a voice, which I thought to be that of Ki, saying: “On your life, fool!” Presently a lamp was held up, and by the light of it I saw Merapi seated in a chair dressed like a goddess, in the sacerdotal robes of Isis and wearing the vulture cap headdress—beautiful exceedingly. In her arms was the child dressed as the infant Horus. “Pray for us, Mother Isis,” cried thousands of voices, “that the curse of blackness may be removed.” Then she prayed, saying: “O my God, take away this curse of blackness from these innocent people,” and all of those present, repeated her prayer. At that moment the sky began to lighten and in less than half an hour the sun shone out. When Merapi saw how she and the child were arrayed she screamed aloud and tore off her jewelled trappings, crying: “Woe! Woe! Woe! Great woe upon the people of Egypt!” But in their joy at the new found light few hearkened to her who they were sure had brought back the sun. Again Laban appeared for a moment. “Witch! Traitress!” he cried. “You have worn the robes of Isis and worshipped in the temple of the gods of the Egyptians. The curse of the God of Israel be on you and that which is born of you.” I sprang at him but he was gone. Then we bore Merapi home swooning. So this trouble passed by, but from that time forward Merapi would not suffer her son to be taken out of her sight. “Why do you make so much of him, Lady?” I asked one day. “Because I would love him well while he is here, Friend,” she answered, “but of this say nothing to his father.” A while went by and we heard that still Pharaoh would not let the Israelites go. Then the Prince Seti sent Bakenkhonsu and myself to Tanis to see Pharaoh and to say to him: