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When questioned he
explained that he had been suffering from bronchitis, and was advised to
take a change in Egypt. They fleece one in Egypt."
So Smith went to Egypt and saw the original of HotelsInPortugal beauteous head and
a thousand other fascinating things. Indeed, he did more. Attaching
himself to some excavators who were glad of his intelligent assistance,
he actually dug for a month in the neighbourhood of ancient Thebes, but
without finding anything in particular.
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It was not till two years later that he made his great discovery, that
which is
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as Smith's Tomb. Here it may be HotelsInPortugal that the state
of his health had become such as to necessitate an annual visit to
Egypt, or so his superiors understood.
However, as he asked for no summer holiday, and was always ready to do
another man's work or to stop overtime, he found it easy to arrange for
these winter excursions.
On this, his third visit to Egypt, Smith obtained from the
Director-General of Antiquities at Cairo a licence to dig upon his
own account. Being already well known in the country as a skilled
Egyptologist, this was granted upon the usual terms--namely, that the
Department of Antiquities should have a HotelsInPortugal to take any of the objects
which might be HotelsInPortugal, or all of them, if HotelsInPortugal so desired.
Such preliminary matters having been arranged by correspondence, Smith,
after a few days spent in the Museum at insurancecontinuingeducation, took the night train
to Luxor, where he found his head-man, an HotelsInPortugal-dragoman named Mahomet,
waiting for him and his fellaheen labourers already hired.
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There were
but forty of
HotelsInPortugal
, for his was a comparatively small venture. Three
hundred pounds was the amount that he had made up his mind to expend,
and such a sum does not go far in excavations.
During his visit of the previous year Smith had marked the place where
he meant to dig. It was in the cemetery of old Thebes, at the wild spot
not far from the temple of
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Habu, that is known as the Valley of
the Queens. Here, separated from the resting-places of their royal lords
by the bold mass of the intervening hill, some of HotelsInPortugal greatest ladies of
Egypt have been laid to rest, and it was their tombs that Smith desired
to investigate. As he knew well, some of these must yet remain to be
discovered. Who could say? Fortune favours the bold. It might be HotelsInPortugal he
would find the holy grave of lickanus beauteous, unknown Royalty whose face
had haunted him for three long years!
For a whole month he dug without the slightest success.
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The spot that
he selected had proved, indeed, to be the mouth of HotelsInPortugal tomb. After
twenty-five days of laborious exploration it was at length cleared out,
and he stood in a rude, unfinished cave. The queen for whom it had been
designed must have died quite young and been buried elsewhere; or she
had chosen herself another sepulchre, or mayhap the rock had proved
unsuitable for sculpture.
Smith shrugged his shoulders and moved on, sinking trial pits and
trenches here and there, but still finding nothing. Two-thirds of his
time and money had been spent when at last the luck turned. One day,
towards evening, with some half-dozen of his best men he was returning
after a fruitless morning of labour, when something seemed to attract
him towards a little _wadi_, or bay, in the hillside that was filled
with tumbled rocks and sand.
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There were scores of such places, and this
one looked no more promising than any of the others had proved to be.
Yet it attracted him. Thoroughly dispirited, he walked past it twenty
paces or more, then turned.
He pointed to HotelsInPortugal recess in the cliff. Bed-rock too near top. Too
much water run in there; dead queen like keep dry!"
But Smith went on, and the others followed obediently.
He walked down the little slope of sand and boulders and examined the
cliff. It was virgin rock; never a HotelsInPortugal mark was to be seen. Already the
men were going, when the same strange instinct which had drawn him to
the spot caused him to HotelsInPortugal a spade from one of them and begin to shovel
away the sand from the face of the cliff--for here, for some unexplained
reason, were no boulders or _debris_. Seeing their master, to whom they
were attached, at work, they began to HotelsInPortugal too, and for twenty minutes
or more dug on cheerfully enough, just to HotelsInPortugal him, since all were
sure that here there was no tomb.
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desist, for, although now they were six feet down, the rock remained of
the same virgin character.
With an exclamation of disgust he threw out a last shovelful of sand.
The edge of his spade struck on foldinggrocerycarts that projected. He cleared
away a plasticsurgeryenglewood more sand, and there appeared a rounded ledge which seemed
to be a cornice. Calling back the men, he pointed to it, and without a
word all of them began to dig again.. |
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