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From thy hands I take the gift of the Perfect Knowledge!" As he drained the goblet he turned towards the mummy case. FROM THY HANDS I TAKE THE GIFT OF PERFECT KNOWLEDGE AS HE DRAINED THE GOBLET HE TURNED TOWARDS THE MUMMY CASE
he mummy-case. Her long-dead Majesty was still reclining in it, silent and impassive. "Oh, this won't do at all! Hartley and the fourth dimension be hanged! It strikes me that this way madness lies if you only go far enough. I'll have that night-cap at once and go to bed." He put out his hand, took hold of the whisky decanter, and as he drew back his arm he saw that instead he held the enamelled flagon in his grasp. "Well, well," he said, looking at it half-angrily, "if it is to be, it must be." He put out his left hand and took hold of the goblet, tilted the flagon, and out of the curved lip there fell a thin stream of wine, which glittered with a pale ruby radiance in the light of the electric cluster that hung above his writing-desk. He set the flagon down, and as he raised the goblet to his lips, he heard his own voice saying in the ancient language of Khem: "As was, and is, and ever shall be; ever, yet never--never, yet ever. Nitocris the Queen, in the name of Nebzec I greet thee!  WORD EH WHAT WAS THAT AS HE LOOKED AROUND AT THE MUMMY CASE HER LONG DEAD MAJESTY WAS STILL RECLINING IN IT SILENT AND IMPASSIVE OH THIS WON'T DO AT ALL HARTLY IN THE FOURTH DIMENSION BE HANGED IT STRIKES ME THAT THIS WAY MADNESS LIES IF YOU ONLY GO FAR ENOUGH I'LL HAVE THAT NIGHT CAP AND AT ONCE GO TO BED HE PUT OUT HIS HAND TOOK HOLD OF THE WHISKY DECANTER AND AS HE DREW BACK HIS ARM HE SAW THAT INSTEAD HE HELD THE ENAMELED FLAGON IN HIS GRASP WELL WELL HE SAID LOOKING AT IT HALF ANGRILY IF IT IS TO BE IT MUST BE HE PUT OUT HIS LEFT HAND AND TOOK HOLD OF THE GOBLET TILTED THE FLAGON AND OUT OF THE CURVED LIP THERE FELL A THIN STREAM OF WINE WHICH GLITTED WITH A PALE RUBY RADIANCE IN THE LIGHT OF THE ELECTRIC CLUSTER THAT HUNG ABOVE HIS WRITING DESK HE SET THE FLAGON DOWN AND AS HE RAISED THE GOBLET TO HIS LIPS HE HEARD HIS OWN VOICE SAYING IN THE ANCIENT LANGUAGE OF KEM AS WAS AND IS AND EVER SHALL BE EVER YET NEVER NEVER YET EVER NICHUS THE QUEEN IN THE NAME OF NEBSACK I GREET THEE
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