Проклятие мумии, или Камень Семи Звезд
Chapter 8
Onthistablestoodacaseofaboutafootsquarecomposedofslabsofrockcrystalsetinaskeletonofbandsofredgold,beautifullyengravedwithhieroglyphics,andcolouredwithabluegreen,verymuchthetintofthefiguresonthesarcophagusandthecoffer.Thewholeworkwasquitemodern.
Butifthecasewasmodernwhatitheldwasnot.Within,onacushionofclothofgoldasfineassilk,andwiththepeculiarsoftnessofoldgold,restedamummyhand,soperfectthatitstartledonetoseeit.Awoman’shand,fineandlong,withslimtaperingfingersandnearlyasperfectaswhenitwasgiventotheembalmerthousandsofyearsbefore.Intheembalmingithadlostnothingofitsbeautifulshape;eventhewristseemedtomaintainitspliabilityasthegentlecurvelayonthecushion.Theskinwasofarichcreamyoroldivorycolour;aduskyfairskinwhichsuggestedheat,butheatinshadow.Thegreatpeculiarityofit,asahand,wasthatithadinallsevenfingers,therebeingtwomiddleandtwoindexfingers.Theupperendofthewristwasjagged,asthoughithadbeenbrokenoff,andwasstainedwithared-brownstain.Onthecushionnearthehandwasasmallscarab,exquisitelywroughtofemerald.
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