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For all the answer that he got he might as well have been looking upon the granite features of the Sphinx itself. He turned away again towards the table, and murmured: "Ah well! I suppose it was only an hallucination, after all. FOR ALL TO ANSWER THAT HE GOT HE MIGHT AS WELL BEEN LOOKING UPON THE GRANITE FEATURES OF THE SPHINX ITSELF HE TURNED AWAY TOWARDS THE TABLE AND MURMURED AH WELL I SUPPOSE IT WAS ONLY AN HALLUCINATION AFTER ALL
the morning." As soon as his daughter had closed the door, Professor Marmion returned to his writing-table. The decanter of whisky, the tumbler, and the syphon of soda-water were still standing on the corner of the table, occupying the same space as the enamelled flagon of wine and the drinking goblet which the long-dead other-self of Miss Nitocris had placed on the little silver salver. He looked about the room anxiously, with a feeling nearer akin to physical dread than he had ever experienced before; but his worst fears were not fulfilled. Nitocris the Queen had vanished and the Mummy was back in its case, blind, rigid, and silent, as it had been for fifty centuries. For several moments he looked at the hard, grey, fixed features of the woman who had once been Nitocris, Queen of Middle Egypt, half expecting, after what he had seen, or thought he had seen, that the soul would return, that the long-closed eyes would open again, and that the long-silent lips would speak to him. But no! HT LITTLE WOMAN WE'LL TALK ABOUT THE MUMMY IN THE MORNING AS SOON AS HIS DAUGHTER HAD CLOSED THE DOOR PROFESSOR MARMION RETURNED TO HIS WRITING TABLE THE DECANTER OF WHISKY THE TUMBLER AND THE SYPHON OF SODA WATER WERE STANDING ON THE CORNER OF THE TABLE OCCUPYING THE SAME SPACE AS THE ENAMEL FLAGON OF WINE AND THE DRINKING GOBLET WHICH THE LONG DEAD OTHER SELF OF MISS NIDOCRAS HAD PLACED ON THE LITTLE SILVER SALVER HE LOOKED ABOUT THE ROOM ANXIOUSLY WITH A FEELING AKIN TO PHYSICAL DREAD THAN HE HAD EVER EXPERIENCED BEFORE BUT HIS WORST FEARS WERE NOT FULFILLED NICHRIS THE QUEEN HAD VANISHED AND THE MUMMY WAS BACK IN ITS CASE BLIND RIGID AND SILENT AS IT HAD BEEN FOR FIFTY CENTURIES FOR SEVERAL MOMENTS HE LOOKED AT THE HARD GREY FIXED FIGURE OF THE WOMAN WHO HAD ONCE BEEN NIDOCRUS QUEEN OF MIDDLE EGYPT HALF EXPECTING AFTER WHAT HE HAD SEEN OR THOUGHT HE HAD SEEN THAT THE SOUL WOULD RETURN THAT THE LONG CLOSED EYES WOULD OPEN AGAIN AND THAT THE LONG SILENT LIPS WOULD SPEAK TO HIM BUT NO
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