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"It is certainly very strange," he said, going to his writing table and taking up his pipe. IT CERTAINLY VERY STRANGE HE SAID GOING TO HIS WRITING TABLE AND TAKING UP HIS PIPE
o, appeared to come from nowhere and yet from everywhere, and it had a faint and far-away echo in it which harmonised most marvellously with other echoes which seemed to come up out of the depths of his own soul. Where had he heard it before? Somewhere, certainly. There was no possibility of mistaking tones which were so irresistibly familiar, and, moreover, why did they bring back to him such distinct memories of tragedies long forgotten, even by him? Why did they instantly draw before the windows of his soul a long panorama of vast cities, splendid palaces, sombre temples, and towering tombs, in which he saw all these and more with an infinitely greater vividness of form and light and colour than he had ever been able to do in his most inspired hours of dream or study? Had the voice really come from those long-silenced lips of the Mummy of Nitocris, that daughter of the Pharaohs who had so terribly avenged her outraged love, and after whom he had named the only child of his marriage? ND HIS DEAD WIFE'S ALSO APPEARED TO COME FROM NOWHERE AND YET FROM EVERYWHERE AND IT HAD A FAINT AND FAR AWAY ECHO IN IT WHICH HARMONIZED MOST MARVELOUSLY WITH THE OTHER ECHOES WHICH SEEMED TO COME UP OUT OF THE DEPTHS OF HIS SOUL WHERE HAD HE HEARD IT BEFORE SOMEWHERE CERTAINLY THERE WAS NO POSSIBILITY OF MISTAKING TONES WHICH WERE SO IRRESISTIBLY FAMILIAR AND MOREOVER WHY DID THEY BRING BACK TO HIM SUCH DISTINCT MEMORIES OF TRAGEDIES LONG FORGOTTEN EVEN BY HIM WHY DID THEY INSTANTLY DRAW BEFORE THE WINDOWS OF HIS SOUL A LONG PANORAMA OF VAST CITIES SPLENDID PALACES SOMBRE TEMPLES AND TOWERING TOMBS IN WHICH HE SAW ALL THESE AND MORE WITH AN INFINITELY GREATER VIVIDNESS OF FORM AND LIGHT AND COLOR THAN HE HAD EVER BEEN ABLE TO DO IN HIS MOST INSPIRED HOURS OF DREAM OR STUDY HAD THE VOICE REALLY COME FROM THOSE LONG SILENT SLIPS OF THE MUMMY OF NIDOCRIS THAT DAUGHTER OF THE PHARAOHS WHO HAD SO TERRIBLY AVENGED HER OUTRAGED LOVE AND AFTER WHOM HE HAD NAMED THE ONLY CHILD OF HIS MARRIAGE
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