Проклятие мумии, или Камень Семи Звезд

           Shesmiledatherfatherapprovinglyasshesaid:

           "Youareright,Father.Therewillnotbeanymoretroubletonight.Shewillnotwreckyourarrangementsforanycause.Iwouldstakemylifeuponit."

           "She—orsomething—wreckedusinthedesertwhenwehadcomefromthetombintheValleyoftheSorcerer!"wasthegrimcommentofCorbeck,whowasstandingby.Margaretansweredhimlikeaflash:

           "Ah!shewasthennearhertombfromwhichforthousandsofyearsherbodyhadnotbeenmoved.Shemustknowthatthingsaredifferentnow."

           "Howmustsheknow?"askedCorbeckkeenly.

           "IfshehasthatastralbodythatFatherspokeof,surelyshemustknow!Howcanshefailto,withaninvisiblepresenceandanintellectthatcanroamabroadeventothestarsandtheworldsbeyondus!"Shepaused,andherfathersaidsolemnly:

           "Itisonthatsuppositionthatweareproceeding.Wemusthavethecourageofourconvictions,andactonthem—tothelast!"

           Margarettookhishandandhelditinadreamykindofwayaswefiledoutofthehouse.Shewasholdingitstillwhenhelockedthehalldoor,andwhenwemoveduptheroadtothegateway,whencewetookacabtoPaddington.

           Whenallthegoodswereloadedatthestation,thewholeoftheworkmenwentontothetrain;thistookalsosomeofthestone-wagonsusedforcarryingthecaseswiththegreatsarcophagi.