t left thy village for the wife of Anpu, thy
elder brother. Behold his wife is slain. Thou hast given him an answer to
all that was transgressed against thee." And their hearts were vexed for
him exceedingly. And Ra Harakhti said to Khnumu, "Behold, frame thou a
woman for Bata, that he may not remain alive alone." And Khnumu made for
him a mate to dwell with him. She was more beautiful in her limbs than any
woman who is in the whole land. The essence of every god was in her. The
seven Hathors came to see her: they said with one mouth, "She will die a
sharp death."

And Bata loved her very exceedingly, and she dwelt in his house; he passed
his time in hunting the beasts of the desert, and brought and laid them
before her. He said: "Go not outside, lest the sea seize thee; for I
cannot rescue thee from it, for I am a woman like thee; my soul is placed
on the head of the flower of the acacia; and if another find it, I must
fight with him." And he opened unto her his heart in all its nature.

Now after these things Bata went to hunt in his daily manner. And the
young girl went to walk under the acacia which was by the side of her
house. Then the sea saw her, and cast its waves up after her. She betook
herself to flee from before it. She entered her house. And the sea called
unto the acacia, saying, "Oh, would that I could seize her!" And the
acacia brought a lock from her hair, and the sea carried it to Egypt, and
dropped it in the place of the fullers of Pharaoh's linen. The smell of
the lock of hair entered into the clothes of Pharaoh; and they were wroth
with the fullers of Pharaoh, saying, "The smell of ointment is in the
clothes of Pharaoh." And the people were rebuked every day, they knew not
what they should do. And the chief fuller of Pharaoh walked by the bank,
and his heart was very evil within him after the daily quarrel with him.
He stood still, he stood upon the sand opposite to the lock of hair, which
was in the water, and he made one enter into the water and bring it to
him; and there was found in it a smell, exceeding sweet. He took it to
Pharaoh; and they brought the scribes and the wise men, and they said unto
Pharaoh: "This lock of hair belongs to a daughter of Ra Harakhti: the
essence of every god is in her, and it is a tribute to thee from another
land. Let messengers go to every strange land to seek her: and as for the
messenger who shall go to the valley of the acacia, let many men go with
him to brin