When he saw that she lived and was not even hurt, he could not contain
his joy, but casting his arms about her, sank to his knees giving thanks
to the gods and the guardian spirits. She kissed him, and studying his
face with her wise eyes, asked why he was so much afraid.

"Because I thought you had been killed, my daughter."

"Why did you think that, O my father, seeing that the great god, Amen,
before I was born promised to protect me always, though it is true that
had it not been for Rames----"

Now at the mention of this name Pharaoh was filled with rage.

"Speak not of that wicked lad," he exclaimed, "now or ever more, for he
shall be scourged till he dies!"

"My father," answered Tua, springing up, "forget those words, for if
Rames dies I will die also. It is I who am to blame, not he, for my
Ka warned me not to look upon the beast, but to Rames no Ka spoke.
Moreover, when that evil god would have eaten me it was Rames who fought
with it and offered himself to its jaws in my place. Listen, my father,
while I tell you all the story."

So Pharaoh listened, and when it was done he sent for Rames. Presently
the boy was carried in, for he had lost so much blood that he could not
walk, and was placed upon a stool before him.

"Slay me now, O Pharaoh," he said in a weak voice, "for I have sinned.
Moreover, I shall die happy since my spirit gave me strength to beat off
the evil beast from the Princess whom I led into trouble."