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made it clear to them that Nofret is to be treated in a proper fashion. I think I may say that -”
    He broke off. A slave was coming panting up the narrow pathway.
    “What is this?”
    “Master - a barge is here. A scribe called Kameni has come with a message from Memphis.”
    Imhotep got up fussily.
    “More trouble,” he exclaimed. “As sure as Re sails the Heavens this will be more trouble! Unless I am on hand to attend to things everything goes wrong.”
    He went stamping down the path and Hori sat quite still looking after him.
    There was a troubled expression on his face.

Death Comes as the End
    II
    Renisenb had been wandering aimlessly along the bank of the Nile when she heard shouts and commotion and saw people running towards the landing stage.
    She ran and joined them. In the boat that was pulling to shore stood a young man and just for a moment, as she saw him outlined against the bright light, her heart missed a beat.
    A mad, fantastic thought leapt into her mind.
    “It is Khay,” she thought. “Khay returned from the Underworld.”
    Then she mocked herself for the superstitious fancy. Because, in her own remembrance, she always thought of Khay as sailing on the Nile, and this was indeed a young man of about Khay's build - she had imagined a fantasy. This man was younger than Khay, with an easy, supple grace, and had a laughing, gay face.
    He had come, he told them, from Imhotep's estates in the north. He was a scribe and his name was Kameni.
    A slave was despatched for her father and Kameni was taken to the house where food and drink were put before him. Presently her father arrived and there was much consultation and talking.
    The gist of it all filtered through into the women's quarters with Henet, as usual, as the purveyor of the news. Renisenb sometimes wondered how it was that Henet always contrived to know all about everything.
    Kameni, it seemed, was a young scribe in Imhotep's employ - the son of one of Imhotep's cousins. Kameni had discovered certain fraudulent dispositions - a falsifying of the accounts, and since the matter had many ramifications and involved the stewards of the property, he had thought it best to come south in person to report.
    Renisenb was not much interested. It was clever, she thought, of Kameni to have discovered all this. Her father would be pleased with him.
    The immediate outcome of the matter was that Imhotep made hurried preparations for departure. He had not meant to leave for another two months, but now the sooner he was on the spot the better.
    The whole household was summoned and innumerable exortions and recommendations were made. This was to be done and that. Yahmose was on no account to do such and such a thing. Sobek was to exercise the utmost discretion over something else. It was all, Renisenb thought, very familiar. Yahmose was attentive, Sobek was sulky. Hori, as usual, was calm and efficient. Ipy's demands and importunities were put aside with more sharpness than usual.
    “You are too young to have a separate allowance. Obey Yahmose. He knows my wishes and commands.” Imhotep placed a hand on his eldest son's shoulder. “I trust you, Yahmose. When I return we will speak once more of a partnership.”
    Yahmose flushed quickly with pleasure. He drew himself a little more erect.
    Imhotep went on:
    “See only that all goes well in my absence. See to it that my concubine is well-treated - and with due honor and respect. She is in your charge. It is for you to control the conduct of the women of the household. See that Satipy curbs her tongue. See also that Sobek duly instructs Kait. Renisenb, also, must act toward Nofret with courtesy. Then I will have no unkindness shown toward our good Henet. The women, I know, find her tiresome sometimes. She has been here long and thinks herself privileged to say many things that are sometimes unwelcome. She has, I know, neither beauty nor wit - but she is faithful, remember, and has always been devoted to my