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No answer greeted me, although in the desert stillness the call must have been audible for miles. A second and a third time I called his name This mysterious episode affected me unpleasantly, but did not divert me from my purpose: I suc 45 ceeded in casting out certain demons of superstition who had sought to lay hold upon me; and a prolonged scrutiny of the surrounding desert somewhat allayed my fears of human surveillance.
For my visit to the chamber in the heart of the ancient building I had arrayed myself in rubber-soled shoes, an old pair of drill trousers, and a pyjama jacket.
A Colt repeater was in my hip pocket, and, in addition to several instruments which I thought might be useful in extracting the ring from its setting, I carried a powerful electric torch.
Seated on the threshold of the entrance, fifty feet above the desert level, I cast a final glance backward towards the Nile valley, then, the lighted torch carried in my jacket pocket, I commenced the descent of the narrow, sloping passage.
Periodically, when some cranny between the blocks offered a foothold, I checked my progress, and inspected the steep path below for snake tracks.
Some two hundred and forty feet of labored, descent discovered me in a sort of shallow cavern little more than a yard high and partly hewn out of the living rock which formed the foundation of the pyramid.
In this place I found the heat to be almost insufferable, and the smell of remote mortality which assailed my nostrils from the sand-strewn floor threatened to choke me.
For five minutes or more I lay there, bathed in perspiration, my nerves at high tension, listening for the slightest sound within or without.
I cannot pretend that I was entirely master of myself. The stuff that fear 46 is made of seemed to rise from the ancient dust; and I had little relish for the second part of my journey, which lay through a long horizontal passage rarely exceeding fourteen inches in height.
Resting my torch upon a convenient ledge, I climbed up, and knew myself to be in one of the oldest chambers fashioned by human handiwork.
His account having been detailed, I experienced little difficulty in finding the cavity; but in the very moment of success the light of the torch grew dim Ere the light expired, I had time to realize two things: that the cavity was empty Strictly though I have schooled my emotions, my heart was beating in a most uncomfortable fashion, 47 as, crouching near the edge of the shaft, I watched the red glow fade from the delicate filament of the lamp.
Retreat was impossible; there is but one entrance to the pyramid; and the darkness which now descended upon me was indescribable; it possessed horrific qualities; it seemed palpably to enfold me like the wings of some monstrous bat.
The sounds of approach continued. The suspense was becoming intolerable—when, into the Memphian gloom below me, there suddenly intruded a faint but ever-growing light.
Between excitement and insufficient air, I regarded suffocation as imminent. Then, out into view beneath me, was thrust a slim ivory hand which held an electric pocket lamp.
Fascinatedly I watched it, saw it joined by its fellow, then observed a white-turbaned head and a pair of black-robed shoulders follow.
In my surprise I almost dropped the weapon which I held. He exhibited little evidence of the journey which I had found so fatiguing, but an expression strongly like that of real anxiety rested upon his ascetic face.
And now, as I spoke the words, the strangeness of his question came home to me, bringing with it an acute suspicion.
Follow me, Kernaby Pasha, in order that these things may be made manifest to you. He had again taken up his ebony walking-stick and was now resting his crossed hands upon it and regarding me with his strange, melancholy eyes.
Perhaps before we proceed any further you will enlighten me respecting this most obscure matter. Can you inform me, for example, what became of Hassan es-Sugra?
Respecting the other matters you shall be fully enlightened, to-night. The white camel is for you.
There was a gentle finality in his manner to which I succumbed. I began to understand his reputation with the natives; beyond doubt his uncanny wisdom was impressive; his lofty dignity awed.
And no man is at his best arrayed in canvas shoes, very dirty drill trousers, and a pyjama jacket.
I entered the house of the Sheikh with misgivings; for my attire fell short of the ideal to which every representative of protective Britain looks up, but often fails to realize.
How I should have answered this singular man I know not; but as he spoke the words, into the mandarah came the Sheikh, followed by a girl robed and veiled entirely in white.
She wore a white yelek so closely wrapped about her that it concealed the rest of her attire, and a white tarbar , or head-veil, decorated with gold embroidery, almost entirely concealed her hair, save for one jet-black plait in which little gold ornaments were entwined and which hung down on the left of her forehead.
A white yashmak reached nearly to her feet, which were clad in little red leather slippers. As she approached me I was impressed, not so much with the details of her white attire, nor with the fine lines of a graceful figure which the gossamer robe quite failed to conceal, but with her wonderful gazelle-like eyes, which wore uncannily like those of her brother, save that their bordering of kohl lent them an appearance of being larger and more luminous.
The Sheikh clapped his hands, a man entered bearing a brazier containing live charcoal, and, having placed it upon the floor, immediately withdrew.
This he sprinkled upon the fire in the brazier; and the girl extending a small hand and round soft arm across the table, he again dipped his pen in the ink and drew upon the upturned palm a rough square which he divided into nine parts, writing in each an Arabic figure.
Finally, in the centre he poured a small drop of ink, upon which, in response to words rapidly spoken, the girl fixed an intent gaze. Immediately, standing between the smoking brazier and the girl, he commenced a subdued muttering.
Save for this indistinct muttering, no other sound disturbed the silence of the apartment, until suddenly the girl began to speak Arabic and in a sweet but monotonous voice.
The ring bears a green scarab, upon which is written the name of a king of Egypt The ring is gone. I can see it no more.
She described the cavity in the wall where once if Hassan es-Sugra was worthy of credence the ring had been concealed. It has disappeared; I see a funeral procession winding out from Rikka into the desert.
A 54 prisoner stands before him in chains; a woman pleads with the king, but he is deaf to her. He draws the ring from his finger and hands it to one standing behind the throne—one who has a very evil face.
He continued his weird muttering, whilst the girl, who still shuddered violently, peered again into the pool of ink.
They go to summon one who is about to join their company I suppose the suffocating perfume of the burning incense was chiefly responsible, but at this point I realized that I was becoming dizzy and that immediate departure into a cooler atmosphere was imperative.
So absorbed were the three in their weird performance that my departure 55 was apparently unnoticed. Out in the coolness of the palm grove I soon recovered.
I doubt if I possess the temperament which enables one to contemplate with equanimity a number of dead men promenading in their shrouds.
Greed spoke to him, however, and he revealed the secret to a certain Englishman, called Bishop, contracting to aid him in recovering the ring.
The Englishman I warned, but he neglected my warning. Already Ahmed Abdulla was dead, having been despatched by his employer to the pyramid; and the people of Rikka had sent for me.
Now, by means known to you, I learned that evil powers threatened your life also, in what form I knew not at that time save that the sign of 56 Set had been revealed to me in conjunction with your death.
I do not think an open check for a thousand pounds would have tempted me to enter the place again. The death-ring of Sneferu possessed uncomfortable and supernatural properties.
So far as I was aware, no example of such a ring the lettre de cachet of the period was included in any known collection. One dating much after Sneferu, and bearing the cartouche of Apepi II one of the Hyksos, or Shepherd Kings came to light late in the nineteenth century; it was reported to be the ring which, traditionally, Joseph wore as emblematical of the power vested in him by Pharaoh.
Sir Gaston Maspero and other authorities considered it to be a forgery and it vanished from the ken of connoisseurs.
I never learned by what firm it was manufactured. I thought it to be deserted—until I entered the little tent An oil-lamp stood upon a wooden box; and its rays made yellow the face of the man stretched 57 upon the camp-bed.
My premonition was realized; Bishop must have entered the pyramid less than an hour ahead of me; he it was who had stood upon the mound, silhouetted against the sky, when I had first approached the slope.
He had met with the fate of Ahmed Abdulla. He had been dead for at least two hours, and by the token of certain hideous glandular swellings, I knew that he had met his end by the bite of an Egyptian viper.
Upon the third finger of his swollen right hand Bishop wore the ring of ghastly history; and the mysterious significance of the Sign of Set became apparent.
For added to the usual cartouche of the Pharaoh was the symbol of the god of destruction, thus:.
We buried him deeply, piling stones upon the grave, that the jackals of the desert might never disturb the last holder of the death-ring of Sneferu.
T HE interior of the room was very dark, but with the aid of the electric torch which I carried I was enabled to form a fairly good impression of its general character, and having now surveyed the entire house I had concluded that it might possibly serve my purpose.
The real ownership of many native houses in Cairo is difficult to establish, and the unveracious Egyptian from whom I had procured the keys may or may not have been entitled to let the premises.
However, he had the keys; and that in the Near East is a sufficient evidence of ownership. My viewing the place at night was dictated by motives of prudence; for I did not propose unduly to impress my personality upon the inhabitants of the Darb el-Ahmar.
Moonlight slanted down into the narrow lane which the window overhung and cast a quaint fretwork shadow upon the dusty floor at my feet.
Idly I opened one of the little square lattices and peered down into the shadowy gully beneath. The lane was silent and 59 empty, and I next directed my attention to a similar window which protruded from the adjoining house.
A panel corresponding to mine stood open also in the neighboring window; and by means of a soft light in the room I detected the head and shoulders of a woman, who, her arm resting upon the ledge, surveyed the vacant night.
By reason of her position, whilst her hand and arm lay fully in the moonlight, her face and figure were indistinct.
I, on the contrary, was clearly visible to her, and although I knew that she must have seen me she made no effort to withdraw. On the contrary, she leaned artlessly forward as if to gaze upon the stars, permitting me a sight of her unveiled face and of a portion of her shapely neck.
Her eyes, as is usual with Egyptian women, were large and fine, and as is usual with all women, she was aware of the fact, casting glances upward and to the right and left calculated to exhibit their beauty.
The coquetry of her movements was unmistakable; and when, lifting a pretty arm, she brushed aside a lock of hair which overhung her brow and uttered a tremulous sigh, I perceived that I had found favor in her sight.
And indeed the graceful gesture had inclined my heart towards her; for it had served to reveal not only the symmetry of her shape but the presence upon her arm, immediately above the elbow, of a magnificent bangle in gold and lapis-lazuli which, if I might trust my judgment, was fashioned no 60 later than the XIXth dynasty!
Clearly the house next door, and its occupant, were the property of some man of wealth and taste. But the presence of an armlet finer than anything in the Treasure of Zagazig placed a new complexion upon this affair, and the connoisseur within me took the matter out of my hands.
Thus encouraged:—. She sighed again and directed upon me a glance that was less wretched than roguish. Evidently the adventure was much to her liking.
Footsteps sounded in the lane beneath—whereat the vision at the window vanished and the lattice was closed; but not before the girl had intimated by a gesture that I was to remain.
Discreetly withdrawing into my dusty apartment, I endeavored to make out the form of the intruder who now was passing underneath the window; but the density of the shadows in the lane rendered it impossible for me to do so.
He seemed to pause for a time and I imagined that I could see him staring upward; then he passed on and silence again claimed that deserted quarter of Cairo.
For fully half an hour I waited, and was preparing to depart when a part of the shadows overlying the projecting window seemed to grow blacker, and I realized with joy that at last the lattice was reopening, but that the room within was now in darkness.
Closing my own, I picked up the parcel. It proved to be a small ivory box, which at some time had evidently contained kohl , wrapped in a piece of silk and containing a note.
Returning to the lower floor I directed the light of my electric torch upon this charmingly romantic billet. I give it in its entirety.
My cautious inquiries respecting the house in the Darb el-Ahmar led only to the discovery that it belonged to a mysterious personage whose real identity was unknown even to his servants; but this did not particularly intrigue me; for in the East the maintenance of two entirely self-contained establishments is not more uncommon than in countries less generously provided in the matter of marriage laws.
Joseph Malaglou had hitherto successfully conducted this matter for me, receiving the goods and storing them at his own warehouse; but for various reasons I had decided in future to lease an establishment of my own for this purpose.
He approached me with outstretched hand; he was perniciously polite; his ingratiating smile fired my soul with a lust of blood. Fortunately, our business was brief.
Joseph Malaglou was palpably disturbed—a mysterious circumstance, since, whilst I had made no mention of reducing his fees, under the new arrangement he would be saved trouble and storage.
I stood on the steps watching him depart, a man palpably disturbed in mind; indeed his behavior 64 was altogether singular, and could only portend one thing—knavery.
I think it highly probable that the Ottoman Empire had a certain claim upon Joseph Malaglou. He was one of those nondescript brutes whose mere existence is a menace to our rule in the Near East.
He openly applauded British methods, and was the worst possible advertisement for the cause he claimed to have espoused. I procured the keys from the venerable old thief who had leased me the premises and learned from him that a representative of Joseph Malaglou had been admitted to the house earlier in the evening, in accordance with my instructions, and had delivered a load of boxes there.
Thus, on opening the door, I was not surprised to find the ten cases from Alexandria lying within, neatly labelled:. Ascending to the top floor, I mounted the rickety ladder and unbolted and opened the trap.
A cautious glance to the right revealed the fact that little difficulty existed in passing from roof to roof; for in Egyptian houses these are flat and are used for various domestic purposes.
I consulted my watch: the hour of the tryst was come. Give your soul a chance to be wandering in it's streets and it's allies to discover many things and touch the traditions there among the people.
It's just like a history book and every street like a paper in this book it's a live book. There be simple to be free.
Just be Egyptian to understand the mystery there. Think like Egyptians to understand their habits and their feelings. Talk with them and ask them to get more memories about their tales.
It's amazing when you imagine yourself back with all ancient buildings to be a part of this history. Every street has special characters maybe Coptic or Islamic features or Renaissance like Paris.
The most beautiful thing the traditional cafes and sitting near to the Nile at the night. Cairo became the capital for revolutions. But it's a wonderful when you deal with people there because many people so kind but take care there are many Fraudsters especially with tourists.
Monday, 5 January The snake. Even now i still remember this snake and i can't forget that. Sunday, 4 January The incantation.
It's easy to ask Jinn to appear for you through many incantations but it's too hard to expel it again and if you don't be strong to control it sure this Jinn will hurt you with aggressive way.
Saturday, 3 January Imaginations. Just share me and imagine an image that includes the sea, the small fishing boat and a fishing net, you sit beside the sea on the beach alone, and you listen to those stories and tales among the sea, the boat and fishing net, just tales of strange things in the sea like Mermaid, which sits on a rock to sing during combing her hair or tales about the fishermen during the dark nights when they hear screams from the ghosts which live in the sinking ships or a fish has jewels in its abdomen from a sinking ship as the most beautiful stories and tales of the sea.
The second floor. In the next night i decided to spend my night in this flat but i didn't sleep and i decided to go to the bath but i felt something walks behind my back but i didn't see anything.
I continued my walking but my feeling with something behind me i stopped to be more concentration maybe i can pick up something i felt this thing stopped behind me and i felt my hair became erected.
In this moment i felt with her when i touched these old spots of her blood. I felt with her soul fly around me and i touched her sadness and her pains.
She was not happy to her soul very sad because she left her daughter alone with her husband who married another woman and she feels with her daughter is not happy for that.
The red spots. Really i asked many person who lived near to the railway from long time when there is no lights in the streets and many people watched something like that.
Friday, 2 January The strange person. So my feeling about my grandfather like a box of secrets and he kept with many secrets even his death to die with him.
Qarun lake. Many treasure hunters searched about any sign to give them the hope to discover this great treasure but till now there is no new about that.
Thursday, 1 January Another secrets. When i think about Pharaonic civilization and when i meditate it i feel there is a certain relationship between this civilization and ambiguity.
When I look to all these temples and read the history I feel we have many tales happened among theses columns and walls. The history about this civilization for long time over seven thousands year.
But they were relating to the life after death and when any king start his verdict he start to built his tomb too to write his history to keep with it when he cross the river between the life and the death.
I remember the Pharaonic were living in buildings over six floors and the streets among theses buildings were lighting by lanterns even in the day.
The first Pharaoh and some foot soldiers had beards, while real Egyptians would have shaven them off. The animation is not always bad, but it is inconsistent and there are lots of notable goofs, like some slaves disappearing in the background or mistakes with Rameses' hands.
The movements of the crowds were hard to believe and looked too false. The characters in general were personality-thin, with the exception of Moses, but even him has his flatness.
The story, while very faithful to the Bible, has inconsistencies and in general lacks emotion. In example of the inconsistencies, Moses tells Jethro that he is an Israelite, but he didn't know about Jacob a.
The narrative felts rushed in some situations, because they cut quickly in some bits, like when Moses sees the "burning" bush. In the emotion part, there are moments of drama, like when Moses asks God why does God kill the babies, because Moses feels that Egyptian moms care for their sons like the Hebrew moms, but in general, you hardly care for the characters and for the plot.
What saves the film is the music. The first miracle happened when the crocodile ate small child from the beach where in this time the crocodiles were living in the Nile so the mother ran to the great Sheikh to ask him and help her to recover her son again.
The great Sheikh sent his follower to the Nile to call this crocodile to go with him to the great Sheikh. Actually the crocodile came out from the Nile and walk beside this follower till arrive to the great Sheikh and when he saw the crocodile he ordered this crocodile to get rid of the child from its abdomen.
Some people said the child was alive and some people said the child was dead. The great Sheikh ordered this crocodile to die now and this occurred in front of many followers for him.
Some people told me this crocodile you can watch it within the great Masjid till now. The second miracle where in Alexandria there was judge where he was hating the great Sheikh and when one of his followers to this judge to ask him about something this judge decided arresting on this follower and put this follower in the jail.
This follower sent message to great Sheikh to help him so the great Sheikh sent message to this judge and when this judge began to read this message he said abusive words about Sheikh but when he continue the reading he died and in some tales he found arrow came from the message to penetrate his chest to kill in this moment.
There are many miracles for this great Sheikh but actually it was like legends without documents to be sure these miracles happened or not.
Friday, 23 January The king Farouk and Hitler. The king Farouk actually he was the last king of Egypt before July revolution and I think during this stage of history in Egypt has many stories and secrets about the conflicts and change the balance of the powers before the World War II and after that especially in the Middle East.
Unfortunately many books talked about him as corrupt governor and he was just boy search about his lusts with women and he was the main reason for many disasters happened in Egypt in this time but any way I will write him from another angle specially the relation between him and Hitler during the world war II although there is no information enough about this relation.The inspector I could not see, but Sir Bertram I observed at the further end of the floor, dancing with Mrs. Three walking Karte Las Vegas I counted, three laden donkeys, and two camels. Group Incorrect password. The effect of this remark greatly exceeded my most sanguine expectations. I see the desert around me and our military vehicle run among the desert. I drive men mad! The life there is very tough and stiffness because these mountains carry Casino Test history about them and their grandparents. Although still we have many secrets about the Pharaohs still unknown but this means the Pharaohs were very clever to observe the movements in this universe. Subscribe to our weekly newsletter. Sometimes I see like a vision about some certain events or places like my memories in different times and different places.