“Here be two dreams, O Queen,” said Abi.  “Tell us now, which would you follow, for both of them cannot be right?”

“How can I know, Pharaoh, and how can you know?  Yet by your side stands one who will know, for he is the first of magicians, and a chosen interpreter of the heart of the gods.  Grant that he may make this matter clear,” and she pointed to Kaku, who stood by the throne.

“Divine Lady,” stammered Kaku, “the thing is too high for me.  I have no message, I cannot tell you——­”

“You were ever over-modest, Kaku,” said the Queen.  “Command him, O Pharaoh, to shed the light of his wisdom on us, for without doubt he knows the truth.”

“Yes, yes,” said Abi, “he knows it, he knows everything.  Kaku, delay not, interpret the dream of her Majesty.”

“I cannot, I will not,” spluttered the old astrologer.  “Ask my wife, the Lady Merytra there, she is wiser than I am.”

“My good friend Merytra has already told me her mind,” said the Queen, “now we wait for yours.  A prophet must speak when the gods call on him, or,” she added slowly, “he must cease to be a prophet who betrays the gods by hiding their high counsel.”

Now Kaku could find no way of escape, so, since he feared the very name of Rames, within himself he determined that he would interpret the dream in the sense that Pharaoh should await the attack of this Rames at Thebes, and while every ear listened to him, thus began his tale.  Yet as he spoke he felt the glittering eyes of that spirit who was called the Queen, fix themselves upon him and compel his tongue, so that he said just what he did not mean to say.

“A light shines in me,” he cried, “and I see that the second vision of her Majesty is the true vision.  You must go up with your army to the Gate of the South, O Pharaoh, and there meet this usurper, Rames, that these matters may be brought to their appointed end.”

“Their appointed end?  What appointed end?” shouted Abi.

“Doubtless that which her Majesty dreamed,” answered Kaku.  “At least, it is laid upon me to tell you that you must go up to the Gate of the South.”

“Then I wish that the Gate of the South were laid upon you also, O Evil Prophet,” exclaimed Abi.  “For two years only have I ruled in Egypt, and lo! three wars have been my portion, a war against the people of Syria, a war against the desert men, and a war against the Nine Bow barbarians that invaded the Low Lands.  Must I now, in my age, undertake another war against the terrible sons of Kesh also?  Let this dog, Rames, come, if come he will, and I will hang him here at the gates of Thebes.”

“Nay, nay, O Pharaoh,” replied Kaku, “it is laid upon me to tell you that you must hang him in the desert hundreds of miles away from Thebes.  That is the interpretation of the vision; that is the command of the gods.”

“The gods have spoken by the mouth of their prophet,” cried the Queen in a thrilling, triumphant voice.  “Now Pharaoh, Priests, Councillors, and Captains of Egypt, let us make ready to travel to the Gate of the South, and there hang the dog Rames in the desert land, that thus Egypt and Egypt’s King and Egypt’s Queen may be freed from danger, and rest in peace, and the wealth of the City of Gold be divided amongst you all.”