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CleElL relics winch uttered the moor.
Perhaps we can find one or two
that hasn't been broken open"
1t was long past midnight when
they desisted at last and Miles re-
marked with a shrug:
II guess we'd better give it up,
old man. If there was anything here
bearing on our problem Andrew must
have made off with it. after all
Scottie suppressed sneeze hero
ically as the dust which still tloated
in the air assailed his nostrils, ana
replied in a strangled voice;
The mould Of the ages Is eating
into my lungs and there's a musty,
spicy reck from that mummy"
1.-THE mummy" Miles struck his
hands together softly. TITS the ono
place we never thought of, Scottie.
We're not beaten yet!'
He darted over to the long, coffin.
like case and his companion followed
/ somewhat reluctantly.
"The-the person doesn't appear to
have been disturbed since the Py-
ramids were built he ventured.
What are you about. lad? You're
never going to undress it,"
TITS Peruvian, not Egyptian; don't
you see the inscription" responded
Miles in a quick, excited whisper.
Moreover, the wrappings about the
head and breast have teen unwound
within a very few years at most and
then replaced!
Miles inserted his hand with III
finite care beneath the displaced fab
ric which covered the shrunken. flint
like breast and drew forth slender
roll of parchment. Scottie hastily re-
turned his unwelcome burden to its
original position and strobe around
the case to stare over his friends
shoulder at the discovery.
It's in figure writing he ex-
claimed disgustedly as the roll I'M
wound. You'd never be able to read
it and It would do you no good if
you did! I've no doubt it's prayer
Put it back, owen. Tvs defying Provi.
dence-''
"Defying your grandmother Miles
interrupted. This message is in
Egyptian hieroglyphics. Scottie.
know that much,-Egyptian picture
writing in the wrappings OF a Peru
Wan murnmy.--tiet me a piece of that
parchment from the floor will your"
Scottie compiled and held both his
torch and that Of his companion while
the latter compared the texture of the
scrolls. At length he drew a quick
breath and faced the older man with
shining eyes.
Il cant read a word OF It as you
say, but by the Lord Harry I think
we've got it, There are professors in
town who can decipher it for US and
be depended upon TO hold their tongues
afterward, and Wen see that it reaches
ore Of them tomorrow!
But it can't he what Andrew was
looking for" Scottie expostulated
He certainly cannot translate heiro-
what YOU said."
Nor would ne have known that it
was what he wanted If he had
found it, retorted Miles. Cant you
see, old man? That was the inten-
ton Of the person who placed it there
It IS something that had to be pre-
served and yet must be undeclphera-
bic TO any one not student OF Egyp-
tology."
Miles slowed papyrus and parch-
ment carefully in his pocket
Switching off their torches they
stole from the room, but as Miles re-
locked the door behind them his com
panion seized his arm.
do you hear that" Scottie's husky
whisper breathed IN his ear. "Some
ones up and there's a wee streak OF
light coming from that room at the
front. Whose is it,"
"Hobart's, - whispered Miles in re
ply. "F'latten yourself against the
wall and walk as lightly as you can:
we're going to look into thsr'
Foot by foot they crept along the
hall until they neared Hobart's door,
and then halted as though transhxed,
for the voice Of Miss Drake. trem-