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He accepted a cup of tea and mopped his face again。 〃By the by； I meant to ask how it is that M。 Vandergelt is involved。 I was under the impression that he had the firman for Medinet Habu。〃
〃You are familiar with how it is； monsieur；〃 Emerson said glibly and ungrammatically。 〃Thanks to the bedamned war； we are all short of hands。 We help one another； as professional goodness demands。 It was the young M。 Vandergelt who in fact discovered the hiding place。〃
〃Ah； je prends bien；〃 said Daressy； amused。 〃C'est admirable； messieurs。 Proceed； then。 I will return from time to time； if I may； not to interfere with your work； but to admire the wonders you will find。〃
〃I told you he wouldn't object；〃 Emerson said to his wife； after they had got Daressy off。
〃You left him no choice in the matter；〃 said that lady。
Every tourist in Luxor wanted to see the tomb。 Most of them left in a hurry； driven off by Emerson's curses and by the fact that there was not much to see as yet。 Cyrus was determined nothing should be removed from the chamber until he had arranged for proper lighting and had made certain that objects like the coffins could be moved without damage。
One group of visitors was more persistent。 The Albions arrived； en masse； the day after the discovery。 Jumana retreated as soon as she saw them； drawing Bertie away with her； and nobody offered them a chair or a glass of tea。 The coolness of their reception would have disconcerted sensitive persons； but that adjective did not apply to any of the Albions。
〃So that's how you're going to get in and out of the place；〃 Mr。 Albion remarked； eyeing the scaffolding。 〃Too much for me； but Sebastian would like to have a look。〃
〃Sebastian will have to do without a look；〃 said Emerson。 〃Good Gad； I have not the time for this。〃
He stalked off to join Jumana and Bertie at the foot of the scaffold。 Ramses lingered； marveling at the Albions' thick skins。 Cyrus was unable to resist the temptation to gloat； boasting extravagantly about Bertie and describing the contents of the tomb in loving detail。 Mr。 Albion's fixed grin remained in place。
〃Sounds like a big job；〃 he said。 〃How long do you think it will take？〃
〃Hard to tell；〃 Cyrus said。 〃We'll have to see what's there and what needs to be done。〃
〃Fascinating；〃 Sebastian declared。 He looked around with a placent smile。 〃I've never observed an excavation in process。 Hope you don't mind if we drop by now and then to watch。〃
Ramses had had enough。 〃Apparently it has escaped your attention that you are not wele here；〃 he said。 〃After what happened the other night …〃
〃Oh； that。 An unfortunate misunderstanding。〃
〃Quite；〃 said Mrs。 Albion； speaking for the first time。 〃I do think； Mr。 Emerson； that you owe my son Sebastian an apology。〃
Ramses caught his mother's eye。 He took a deep breath。 〃I am indeed sorry。 Sorry that I didn't catch up with him。〃
〃Well； really！〃 Mrs。 Albion took her husband's arm。 〃Evil is in the mind of the beholder； isn't that so； Mrs。 Emerson？ Let us go； Mr。 Albion。〃
Cyrus couldn't resist one final dig。
〃No use making arrangements with the dealers on this one； Joe。 At the final division； most of the objects will go to the Cairo Museum； and the rest； supposing they are generous enough to leave us a percentage； will not be for sale。〃
The Albions left； and Ramses said； 〃You did rather rub it in； Cyrus。〃
〃Enjoyed every minute of it；〃 Cyrus declared； stroking his goatee。 〃I hoped Joe would slip and make some dumb remark about how he'd already paid for his share； but he's too smart for that。 I wonder who else is going to turn up？〃
The next to turn up was Howard Carter； who had to listen to a tirade from Emerson about his exploration of the western wadis。 〃I've been trying to track you down for weeks；〃 Emerson declared indignantly。 〃Where have you been？ What were you doing in the Gabbanat el…Qirud？ Why the devil haven't you made your notes accessible？〃
Carter was too much in awe of Emerson to protest the injustice of the plaint。 〃My notes are at your disposal； sir； as always；〃 he said meekly。 〃I apologize if I offended you。〃
〃Bah；〃 said Emerson。 〃Now see here； Carter …〃
〃Father； I'm sure Mr。 Carter would rather hear about the new tomb；〃 Nefret interrupted。 〃Sit down； Mr。 Carter； and have a cup of tea。〃
〃Thank you； ma'am；〃 Carter said with a grateful look at her。 〃I most certainly would。 I will be in Luxor for some time … my next project is to copy the procession reliefs at Luxor Temple … but naturally； if I can assist in any way at all 。 。 。〃
〃You can e by now and then；〃 Emerson said grudgingly。 〃It will teach you how to conduct a proper clearance of a tomb。〃
However； the most unexpected news came in the form of a telegram。
〃Look forward to seeing you all soon。 Fondest regards； Cousin Ismail。〃
〃I might have known the news of the tomb would fetch him；〃 Emerson grumbled。 〃He doesn't say when he is ing。 Damned inconsiderate。〃
〃Even more inconsiderate is that infernal signature；〃 I said in some vexation。 〃How are we to introduce him？ The Vandergelts are bound to recognize him as Sethos； but we cannot call him that。 What is his real name？〃
〃Cursed if I know；〃 Emerson admitted。 〃Never gave it much thought。〃
〃Well； my dear； he will turn up where and when he chooses； as he chooses； and there isn't a thing we can do about it。〃
He turned up at Deir el Medina； two days later。 We had had several other visitors that morning； including the cursed Albions； they came round almost every day； though they did not have the temerity to approach us again。 Emerson stormed about this； but there was no way we could keep them away from the site as long as they did nothing but sit in their carriage at a distance and look on。 The scaffolding had been pleted and the door ordered； since nothing more could be done until we had acquired a generator and electric lighting； Emerson had sent us back to work on our boring village。 I looked up from my rubbish dump to see a man on horseback approaching。
He came straight to me and removed his hat。 〃Good morning； Amelia。 At your rubbish again； I see。〃
He looked well。 I observed that first： the healthy color in his face； the upright frame and easy pose。 A neatly wound turban concealed his hair； and a magnificent coal…black beard hid the lower part of his face。 The tweed suit was not the one he had borrowed from Ramses； it was new and very well cut。 In short； he was the picture of a distinguished Oriental gentleman； possibly an official of high rank who had； as his accent indicated； been educated at an English university。 Cyrus might be able to identify him as the surly； silent individual who had been his guest the year before； but I doubted any of the others who had known him so briefly would be able to do so。
〃A fondness for beards must run in the family；〃 I remarked。
〃You could hardly expect me to appear in Luxor without one； my dear。 Some sharp…eyed person might notice I bear a resemblance to a certain well…known Egyptologist。〃
〃How am I to introduce you？〃
〃Cousin Ismail； of course。 I rather like the name。〃
He turned and offered his hand as Emerson came hurrying toward us。
The cordial reception he receive