He dropped the anchor and, lying down in the bottom of his boat,
dreamed happily into the dawn.
During the day he landed for supplies at a miserable town of
pottery-makers, leaving his boat at the crazy wharves.
When he returned the bari was gone. A negro, the only one near the
river who was awake, told him that a dhow, laden with clay, in making a
landing had struck the bari, staved in its side, upset it and sent it
adrift.
The mischance did not trouble Kenkenes.
After some effort he aroused a crew of oarsmen, procured a boat, and
continued at once to Thebes.
[1] Khu-aten--Tel-el-Amarna.
CHAPTER XXII
THE FAN-BEARER'S QUEST
At sunset on the day after the festivities at the Lady Senci's, Hotep
deserted his palace duties and came to the house of Mentu. He had in
mind to try again to persuade his friend from his folly, for the scribe
was certain that Kenkenes was once more returning to his sacrilege and
the Israelite.
The old housekeeper informed him that the young master was not at home,
though he was expected even now.
Hotep waited in the house of his aunt, neighbor to the murket, and
about the middle of the first watch asked again for Kenkenes.
Nay, the young master had not returned.
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