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Without believing it to contain any very special significance as I had supposed, but merely attracted by the strangeness of the passage, I remembered how Gatton had harped upon Maspero's description of the attributes of Bâst. "Sometimes she plays with her victim as with a mouse," etc.

"She belongs to the innumerable family of cats which suddenly came forth from the ruins of Tell Bastah in 1878," I wrote, Sir Gaston Maspero's "Egyptian Art" lying before me on the table, "and were in a few years scattered over the whole world."

"I see," said Frowenfeld; "where may I find Hippolyte Brahmin-Mandarin at this time of day?" Raoul shrugged. "If the pre-parish-ions are not complitted, you will not find 'im; but if they har complitted you know 'im?" "By sight." "Well, you may fine him at Maspero's, or helse in de front of de Veau-qui-tête, or helse at de Café Louis Quatorze mos' likely in front of de Veau-qui-tête.

Frowenfeld, they softly said, had in his odd way been indiscreet among these inflammables at Maspero's just when he could least afford to be so, and there was no telling what they might take the notion to do to him before bedtime. All that over and above the independent, unexplained scandal of the early morning.

There was something acid in the Doctor's smile as he answered: "No; but give me the paper, if you please." The General handed it. "Papa," said the son, "you must wait here for my return." "But I have an appointment at Maspero's at" "I will call and make excuse for you," said the son. "Well," consented the almost happy father, "go, my son; I will stay. But if some of your sick shall call?"

"I must go to Maspero's," thought the apothecary, and he started up the rue Chartres. As he turned into the rue St. Louis, he suddenly found himself one of a crowd standing before a newly-posted placard, and at a glance saw it to be one of the inflammatory publications which were a feature of the times, appearing both daily and nightly on walls and fences.

It had previously been supposed that the Sphinx had been hewn out of a solid mass of rock resembling an immense boulder. Professor Maspero's excavations enabled him not only to verify the accuracy of the old Egyptian paintings of the Sphinx, but also to show that a vast amphitheatre had been hewn out of the rock round the Sphinx, which was not therefore sculptured from a projecting rock.

Twice they furnished the hotel with everything of that kind; when it first opened, and when it changed hands. That's how they came to hold stock in it. Grandpapa, outdoor man of the firm, was every day in the rotunda, under that dome." "Yes," Chester said, "it was a kind of Rialto, I know. They called it the 'Exchange, as earlier they had called Maspero's." "You love our small antiquities.

From where I sat I could see the light shining upon the gilt-lettered title of Maspero's "Egyptian Art" and my thoughts promised to be ill bedfellows. Contrary to custom, I slept that night with closed windows! And although I awakened twice, once at two o'clock and again at four, thinking that I had heard the mournful signal of the dogs, nothing but my own uneasy imagination disturbed my slumbers.

Your brother put a huge tome of Maspero's The Dawn of Civilization in your room this morning; he means you to start right away." "Good old Freddy!" Margaret said, and as she smiled, Michael for the first time saw her likeness to her brother; it had escaped him before, because Freddy was very fair and Margaret was duskily dark. He could see that even through her blue veil.

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