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Updated: June 9, 2025
'Come, Joyful Star, and see the sister that the Lord of Life made long ago in the image that you now wear. She said nothing, but, with a look of wondering question, put her hand into mine and I turned to lead her to the entrance. Djama, with a sudden exclamation, took a step forward as though he would stop her, but Francis Hartness put his hand on his shoulder, saying,
He made many journeys in quest of what he sought, and on these journeys Djama always accompanied him, since he had to see that the house chosen contained a chamber suitable for that precious work which he had undertaken to do in return for the share of treasure that I was to give to him.
'Are you in earnest, Djama? the professor whispered, catching him by the arm and looking round at the mummy as though he half thought that the silent witness in the packing-case might be listening to the words which, if it could have heard, would have had such a terrible significance for it.
His blue eyes were nearly black with anger, and his bronzed face was grey and set and pale with the passion that his strong will was holding back, and his voice was low and clear, and vibrating like the sound of a distant bell when he spoke and said, 'I can't stand that, Djama. Are you forgetting that your sister is a woman, and that you have brought her into the presence of the dead?
He was dead dead as though the Llapa itself had struck him and so Laurens Djama, master of the arts of life and death, passed out of the world of living men by the act of his own will, though not of his own hand. Now this story of mine is nearly done, for there are but few things left for me to tell.
As Djama came near to us I saw the love-light flash into his eyes, and a swift flush rise into his sallow cheeks. He held out his hand and quickened his pace, smiling as sweetly as a woman the while. I was facing him a little in advance, and I heard behind me a sharp, low, shuddering cry of terror that shook my heart as I turned to learn its cause.
Instantly the roar of waters broke out again, and I bade them fill the hole up and put turf over it, and trample it down and scatter the bushes over it; and that being done, we took our way back again across the plain towards the fortress, still leading Djama blindfold in our midst.
It cannot even be discussed amongst us, and yet you, in the most perfect innocence, have spoken of it in the presence Good Heavens, Hartness! what is to be done? Do you think Miss Djama was really in earnest when she talked of going back to England to-morrow? It is impossible it would ruin everything!
'Come here, Lamson, said Djama, a trifle nervously; 'bring the soup with you, and some brandy, though I don't think he needs it. Do you understand what he said? 'Yes, replied the professor, coming to the bedside with a cup of soup in one hand and a glass of brandy and water in the ether. Both hands trembled as he set the cup and the glass down on a little table.
But I made no halt here, nor did I let my companions even see the treasure that was to be divided between Djama and the professor according to my promise, for I had greater marvels in store for them. So, lantern in hand, I led the way through a winding gallery behind the pyramid of gold of which I told you before.
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