was the symbol of Christianity. There dropped not a sigh from
the lips of a babe that the intangible Aton did not hear; no lamb
bleated for its mother but the remote Aton hastened to soothe it. He
was the living father and mother of all that He had made. He was the
Lord of Love. He was the tender nurse who creates the man-child in
woman, and soothes him that he may not weep." [1]
This was the God Margaret prayed to, not knowing that it was Aton, the
God whom Akhnaton first taught the world to praise, the God for whom
Akhnaton thought his kingdom well lost. He was Margaret's God, as He
is our God, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac and the God of Jacob,
the God Who revealed Himself to His chosen people in the form of Jesus
Christ.
One thousand three hundred years elapsed between the mission of
Akhnaton and the mission of Jesus Christ. Still another one thousand
and nine hundred years were to elapse before the world was to know that
there was a king in Egypt, the land of the crocodile-god and the
cat-god, Egypt, a very Pantheon of animal-headed gods, to whom God
revealed Himself as he revealed Himself to Christ, a God of Love, a God
of Tenderness and of Mercy--"The master of that which is ordained."
[1] Weigall's _Akhnaton_, Pharaoh of Egypt.
CHAPTER VI
The next day Freddy announced at breakfast, which was a typically
English meal--except for the excellence of the coffee--that there was
to be a very extra-special ball the next night at the Cataract Hotel at
Assuan.
"Would you like to go to it, Meg?" he asked. "I think you'd enjoy
it--I can guarantee you plenty of partners."
"Would you go to it if I wasn't here?" Meg asked tentatively. The old
Meg in her thrilled at the idea of dancing on a good floor with good
partners. Freddy had told her of Michael's record as a dancer, so she
knew that she could count on two partners, at least, for Freddy and she
had learnt dancing together, and had enjoyed nothing better than
waltzing with each other.
"Yes, I thought of going," Freddy said. "I can leave everything all
right here, and it's about time we had a day off." He turned to
Michael. "Carruthers is coming to see me. He wants to stay the night,
so that's all right." Carruthers was a fellow-excavator attached to a
camp at Memphis.
"Then I'd love to go," Meg said. "I haven't danced for ages, but I
left my 'gay rags' at Luxor."
"I'll send Abdul for them," Freddy said, "and you can g
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