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The sudden change of the pronoun seemed to him to put the Clock of Time back indefinitely. THE SUDDEN CHANGE OF THE PRONOUN SEEMED TO HIM TO PUT THE CLOCK OF TIME BACK INDEFINITELY
and sleep well." She pulled his head down and kissed him twice on his grey, thin cheek, and then, with a wave of her hand and a laughing nod towards the Mummy, vanished through the closing study door to go and dream her dreams, which were not very likely to be of mummies and fourth dimensional problems, and left her father to dream his. Then a couple of lines from one of "B.V.'s" poems, which had been running in his head all the evening, came back to him, and he murmured half-unconsciously: "'Was it hundreds of years ago, my love, Was it thousands of miles away...?'" "And why should it not be? Why should you, who were once Ma-Rim[=o]n, priest of Amen-Ra, in the City of Memphis--you who almost stood upon the threshold of the Inmost Sanctuary of Knowledge: you who, if your footsteps had not turned aside into the way of temptation and trodden the black path of Sin, might even now be dwelling on the Shores of Everlasting Peace in the Land of Amenti--dost _thou_ dare to ask such a question? S YOU WANT A LONG NIGHT'S REST GOOD NIGHT NOW AND SLEEP WELL SHE PULLED HIS HEAD DOWN AND KISSED HIM TWICE ON HIS GREY THIN CHEEK AND THEN WITH A WAVE OF HER HAND AND A LAUGHING NOD TOWARDS THE MUMMY VANISHED THROUGH THE CLOSING STUDY DOOR TO GO AND DREAM HER DREAMS WHICH ARE NOT VERY LIKELY TO BE OF MUMMIES IN FOURTH DIMENSIONAL PROBLEMS LEFT HER FATHER TO DREAM HIS THEN A COUPLE OF LINES SO ONE OF B V'S POEMS WHICH HAD BEEN RUNNING IN HIS HEAD ALL THE EVENING CAME BACK TO HIM AND HE MURMURED HALF UNCONSCIOUSLY WAS IT HUNDREDS OF YEARS AGO MY LOVE WAS IT THOUSANDS OF MILES AWAY AND WHY SHOULD IT NOT BE WHY SHOULD YOU WHO WERE ONCE MAR RAMEAU PRIEST OF AMENRA IN THE CITY OF MEMPHIS YOU WHO ALMOST STOOD UPON THE THRESHOLD OF THE INMOST SANCTUARY OF KNOWLEDGE YOU WHO IF YOUR FOOTSTEPS HAD NOT TURNED ASIDE INTO THE WAY OF TEMPTATION AND TRODDEN THE BLACK PATH OF SIN MIGHT EVEN NOW BE DWELLING ON THE SHORES OF THE EVERLASTING PEACE AND THE LAND OF AMMUNTY DOST THOU DARE ASK SUCH A QUESTION
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