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DR. GEORG EBERS'S BOOKS.

ROMANCES.

A Thorny Path. (Per Aspera.) Translated from the German by CLARA BELL. 2 vols.

An Egyptian Princess. Translated by ELeanor Grove. 2 vols.

Uarda. Translated by CLARA BELL. 2 vols.
Homo Sum. Translated by CLARA BELL. I vol.
The Sisters. Translated by CLARA BELL.
I vol.
A Question. Translated by MARY J. SAFFORD. I vol.
The Emperor. Translated by CLARA BELL. 2 vols.
The Burgomaster's Wife. Translated by MARY J.
SAFFORD. I vol.

A Word, only a Word. Translated by MARY J. Saf-
FORD. I vol.

Serapis. Translated by CLAra Bell.

I vol.

The Bride of the Nile. Translated by CLARA BELL. 2 vols.

2 vols.

Margery. (Gred.) Translated by CLARA BELL.
Joshua. Translated by MARY J. SAFFORD. I vol.
The Elixir, and other Tales. Translated by Mrs.
EDWARD H. BELL. With portrait of the author. I vol.

Each of the above, 16mo, paper cover, 40 cents per volume; cloth, 75 cents. Set of 20 vols., cloth, in box, $15.00. Also, 12mo edition of above (except " A Thorny Path," "A Question," and "The Elixir"), in 8 vols., cloth, $1.00 each.

OTHER WORKS.

The Story of My Life. Translated by MARY J. SAFFORD. With Portraits. 12mo. Cloth, $1.25.

Lorenz Alma Tadema: HIS LIFE AND WORKS.

lated by MARY J. SAFFORD.

cents; cloth, 75 cents.

I vol.

Richard Lepsius: A BIOGRAPHY.
DANA UNDERHILL. I vol.

cloth, $1.25.

Trans

12mo. Paper, 40

Translated by ZOE

12mo.

Paper, 60 cents;

A ROMANCE OF ANCIENT EGYPT

BY

GEORG EBERS

AUTHOR OF SERAPIS, ETC.

TRANSLATED FROM THE GERMAN

BY CLARA BELL

IN TWO VOLUMES

VOL. II

NEW YORK

D. APPLETON AND COMPANY

1894

FE.E.

THE NEW YORK
PUBLIC LIBRARY

931231A

ASTOR, LENOX AND

TILDEN F

R

COPYRIGHT, 1881,

BY WILLIAM S. GOTTSBERGER.

Authorized Edition.

UARDA.

CHAPTER XXIV.

THIS eventful day had brought much that was unexpected to our friends in Thebes, as well as to those who lived in the Necropolis.

The Lady Katuti had risen early after a sleepless night. Nefert had come in late, had excused her delay by shortly explaining to her mother that she had been detained by Bent-Anat, and had then affectionately offered her brow for a kiss of "good-night."

When the widow was about to withdraw to her sleeping-room, and Nemu had lighted her lamp, she remembered the secret which was to deliver Paaker into Ani's hands. She ordered the dwarf to impart to her what he knew, and the little man told her at last, after sincere efforts at resistance-for he feared for his mother's safety-that Paaker had administered half of a love-philter to Nefert, and that the remainder was still in his hands.

A few hours since this information would have filled Katuti with indignation and disgust; now, though she blamed the Mohar, she asked eagerly whether such a drink could be proved to have any actual effect.

"Not a doubt of it," said the dwarf, "if the whole were taken, but Nefert only had half of it."

At a late hour Katuti was still pacing her bedroom,

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thinking of Paaker's insane devotion, of Mena's faithlessness, and of Nefert's altered demeanor; and when she went to bed, a thousand conjectures, fears, and anxieties tormented her, while she was distressed at the change which had come over Nefert's love to her mother, a sentiment which of all others should be the most sacred, and the most secure against all shock.

Soon after sunrise she went into the little temple attached to the house, and made an offering to the statue, which, under the form of Osiris, represented her lost husband; then she went to the temple of Amon, where she also prayed a while, and nevertheless, on her return home, found that her daughter had not yet made her appearance in the hall where they usually breakfasted together.

Katuti preferred to be undisturbed during the early morning hours, and therefore did not interfere with her daughter's disposition to sleep far into the day in her carefully-darkened room.

When the widow went to the temple Nefert was accustomed to take a cup of milk in bed, then she would let herself be dressed, and when her mother returned, she would find her in the veranda or hall, which is so well known to the reader.

To-day however Katuti had to breakfast alone; but when she had eaten a few mouthfuls she prepared Nefert's breakfast-a white cake and a little wine in a small silver beaker, carefully guarded from dust and insects by a napkin thrown over it—and went into her daughter's room.

She was startled at finding it empty, but she was informed that Nefert had gone earlier than was her wont to the temple, in her litter.

With a heavy sigh she returned to the veranda, and there received her nephew Paaker, who had come to

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