e said, "it is his without a doubt. Behold what remaineth of
Noot, and the wisdom of Noot--one little tooth! And yet that man had all
life at his command, and for his conscience' sake would have none of
it. Well, he lay there newly dead, and we descended whither I shall lead
you, and then, gathering up all my courage, and courting death that
I might perchance win so glorious a crown of life, I stepped into the
flames, and behold! life such as ye can never know until ye feel it
also, flowed into me, and I came forth undying, and lovely beyond
imagining. Then did I stretch out mine arms to thee, Kallikrates,
and bid thee take thine immortal bride, and behold, as I spoke, thou,
blinded by my beauty, didst turn from me, and throw thine arms about the
neck of Amenartas. And then a great fury filled me, and made me mad,
and I seized the javelin that thou didst bear, and stabbed thee, so that
there, at my very feet, in the place of Life, thou didst groan and go
down into death. I knew not then that I had strength to slay with mine
eyes and by the power of my will, therefore in my madness slew I with
the javelin.[*]

[*] It will be observed that Ayesha's account of the death
of Kallikrates differs materially from that written on the
potsherd by Amenartas. The writing on the sherd says, "Then
in her rage did she smite him _by her magic_, and he died."
We never ascertained which was the correct version, but it
will be remembered that the body of Kallikrates had a spear-
wound in the breast, which seems conclusive, unless, indeed,
it was inflicted after death. Another thing that we never
ascertained was _how_ the two women--_She_ and the Egyptian
Amenartas--were able to bear the corpse of the man they both
loved across the dread gulf and along the shaking spur. What
a spectacle the two distracted creatures must have presented
in their grief and loveliness as they toiled along that
awful place with the dead man between them! Probably however
the passage was easier then.--L. H. H.

"And when thou wast dead, ah! I wept, because I was undying and thou
wast dead. I wept there in the place of Life so that had I been mortal
any more my heart had surely broken. And she, the swart Egyptian--she
cursed me by her gods. By Osiris did she curse me and by Isis, by
Nephthys and by Anubis, by Sekhet, the cat-headed, and by Set, calling
down evil on me, evil and everlasti