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He looked upon her face, and saw in it a beauty and a mystery deeper even than the beauty and the mystery of the Egyptian night as it was in those old days  the face of a fair woman, a riddle of the gods which men might go mad in seeking to read aright, and yet never learn the true meaning of it. HE LOOKED UPON HER FACE AND SAW IN IT A BEAUTY AND A MYSTERY DEEPER THAN THE BEAUTY AND MYSTERY OF THE EGYPTIAN NIGHT AS IT WAS IN THOSE OLD DAYS THE FACE OF A FAIR WOMAN A RIDDLE OF THE GODS WHICH MEN MIGHT GO MADDEN SEEKING TO READ OR WRITE AND YET NEVER LEARN THE TRUE MEANING OF IT
th, silver-gleaming Nile, then approaching its full flood-time, and looking like a wide, shining road out of the shadows through the light and into the shadows again--symbol of the visible present coming invisibly out of the domains of the past, and fading away into the still more hazy domain of the unknown future. Symbol, too, in its countless ripples under the fresh north wind, of the generations of Man drifting endlessly down the Stream of Time. He was standing in the dark shadows of a huge pylon at one end of the broad white terrace of the palace of Pepi in Memphis--he, Ma-Rim[=o]n, Priest of Amen-Ra and Initiate of the Higher Mysteries. Nitocris was standing beside him with her hands clasped behind her and her head slightly thrown back, and as she gazed out over the river the moonlight fell full on the white loveliness of her face and into the dark depths of her eyes, where it seemed to lose itself in the dusk that lay deep down in them, a dusk like the shadow of a soul in sorrow. M IN FRONT LAY THE BROAD SMOOTH SILVER GLEAMING NILE THEN APPROACHING ITS FULL FLOOD TIME AND LOOKING LIKE A WIDE SHINING ROAD OUT OF THE SHADOWS THROUGH THE LIGHT AND INTO THE SHADOWS AGAIN SYMBOL OF A VISIBLE PRESENT COMING INVISIBLY OUT OF THE DOMAINS OF THE PAST AND FADING AWAY UNTIL THE STILL MORE HAZY DOMAIN OF THE UNKNOWN FUTURE SYMBOL TOO IN ITS COUNTLESS RIPPLES UNDER THE FRESH NORTH WIND OF GENERATIONS OF MAN DRIFTING ENDLESSLY DOWN THE STREAM OF TIME HE WAS STANDING IN THE DARK SHADOWS OF A HUGE PYLON AT THE END OF ONE OF THE BROAD WHITE TERRACE OF THE PALACE OF PEPI AND MEMPHIS HE MARRIMO PRIEST OF AMENRA AN INITIATE OF THE HIGHER MYSTERIES NICHUS WAS STANDING BESIDE HIM WITH HER HANDS CLASED BEHIND HER AND HER HEAD THROWN SLIGHTLY BACK AS SHE GAZED OUT OVER THE RIVER THE MOONLIGHT FELL FULL ON THE WHITE LOVELINESS OF HER FACE AND INTO THE DARK DEPTHS OF HER EYES WHERE IT SEEMED TO LOSE ITSELF IN THE DUST THAT LAY DEEP DOWN IN THEM A DUST LIKE THE SHADOW OF A SOUL IN SORROW
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