Kenkenes frowned with vexation. Innocent and efficient though he had
been, the miscarriage of his mission stung him nevertheless. The
blunder was not long a mystery to him.
Summoning all the patience at his command, he recounted the events in
the apartments of the ancient hierarch of Amen.
"There were two Scrolls," he explained; "one to the Servant of Ra at
On, the other to Atsu. The holy father sealed them both before he
addressed them and confused the directions. The one which I should
have brought to thine august master, hath gone to the taskmaster over
Pa-Ramesu."
"Thou madest all speed?" the servant demanded, trembling with eagerness.
"A half-day's journey less than the usual time I made in returning. I
doubt much, if the messenger with the other scroll hath passed Memphis
yet, since he may not have been despatched in such hot haste.
Furthermore, because of the festivities in Tape, it would have been
well-nigh impossible for him to hire a boat until the next day."
This information kindled a light of hope on the old servant's face.
"Thou givest me life again," he exclaimed. "The blessings of Ra be
upon thee!"
Without further words he ran back to the boat, and the last Kenkenes
saw of him, he was frantically urging his boatmen to greater speed,
back to On.
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