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d had been up and down cliffs like these since childhood。 He would make certain Ramses took sensible precautions。
I occupied the time by writing up a few notes about the appearance and location of the tomb； while Emerson dug in the rubble as happily as a dog looking for buried bones； and Nefret paced restlessly back and forth； glancing from time to time at the top of the cliff。 The sun was almost directly overhead and it was very warm。 I removed my coat； folded it neatly； placed it on the ground beside me； and went on with my journal。 The smell did not seem so strong now。 The olfactory sense is quick to adjust。
Despite Nefret's frequent glances upward； Jumana was the first to see them。 She began jumping up and down and waving her arms。 The two figures； diminished by distance； made me realize how high the cliff was； and how precipitous the drop。 I wondered if the rope would be long enough； and if they could find some stout object to which it could be fastened； and if Ramses would have sense enough not to rely solely on Daoud to hold it。 Our friend's strength was legendary； but if a slip or a snakebite caused him to lose his grip； even for a second 。 。 。
The rope came tumbling down； and one of the small figures began to descend … rather too rapidly； in my opinion。 It was Ramses； as I had known it would be。 It was hard to make out the outlines of his form； even with the sunlight full upon him； since his dusty clothing blended with the color of the stone； but his bare black head was clearly discernible。 When he reached a point some forty…five feet above us he stopped； feet braced against the cliff； and waved。
〃Keep hold of the damned rope！〃 I shouted。
He heard me。 A faint and unquestionably mocking 〃Yes； Mother〃 floated down to us。 Then he disappeared。
〃Into the cleft；〃 Emerson muttered。 〃How long 。 。 。〃
It was only a few minutes before Ramses reappeared。 Instead of reascending he looked up and shouted something at Daoud。 Apparently the rope was not long enough to reach all the way to the ground； after Daoud had untied it； Ramses pulled it down and busied himself doing something I could not see … fastening it again； I assumed； since in a short while it uncoiled； the lower end touching the ground not far from where we stood。 It had been knotted at regular intervals … a primitive but effective method of preventing the climber from losing his grip。
Ramses swung himself out of the cleft and descended。 Even before he turned to face us I knew something was amiss。
〃It isn't an animal；〃 he said。 〃It's a man。 Was a man。〃
Nefret reached for the rope。 Ramses pulled her back and turned her to face him； holding her by the shoulders。
〃He's dead； Nefret。 You can't do anything for him。〃
〃I can tell how he died。〃 She tried to twist away from him but he tightened his grasp。
〃Nefret； will you listen to me？ I'm not talking about a nice dry mummy。 There's still water in the chamber； and he's been there for days； possibly weeks。〃
Her face was flushed with heat and rising temper。 〃Damnation； Ramses； I've examined more cadavers than you have！〃
〃You aren't going to examine this one。〃
〃Who's going to stop me？〃
〃Er；〃 said Emerson。
I poked him with my parasol。 〃Not you； Emerson。 Nefret； stop and think。 I am in full sympathy with your interest in corpses； but I do not see that anything is to be gained by your inspecting this one at this time。〃
The smell seemed to have intensified since Ramses's announcement。 I pressed my handkerchief to my nose； and Emerson gaped at me。
〃You mean you don't insist on inspecting it； and the tomb； too？ Good Gad； Peabody； do you feel well？〃
〃Quite well； my dear； thank you； and I intend to remain so。〃
The children； still facing each other in somewhat belligerent attitudes； turned their heads to look at us。 I was happy to observe that my reasonable remarks had lowered the emotional temperature。 The corners of Nefret's mouth quivered； and the angry color faded from Ramses's face。 His hands moved from her shoulders down her arms in a quick； caressing gesture。 〃Please；〃 he said。
Nefret tilted her head back and looked up into his eyes。 〃Since you put it that way 。 。 。〃
Emerson let out a gusty breath。 〃Very good。 We'll have to have him out； though； if we want to examine the tomb。〃
〃mon decency requires that we have him out；〃 I said。 〃And give him a proper burial。 I suppose he met with an accident while looking for another tomb to rob。〃
〃It was no accident。 He'd been arranged； propped up in a sitting position against the side of the passage； and held upright by 。 。 。〃 Ramses hesitated for a moment before he went on。 〃。 。 。 By a metal spike driven through his throat and into a crack in the rock。〃
4
We retreated some distance down the wadi before opening the baskets of food。 There was not a breath of air stirring and very little shade； we all removed as many garments as propriety allowed。 I looked enviously from Ramses and Emerson； shirtless as well as coatless； to Selim and Daoud； who appeared perfectly fortable in their enveloping but loose garments。
I knew I was going to have another argument with Emerson about how to proceed。 He was bound and determined to get into the confounded tomb。
〃We have not the proper equipment for dealing with a deposing corpse；〃 I declared； peeling an orange。 〃And how would we get it back？ You aren't proposing we take it in turn to carry it over those hills； I hope？〃
Emerson is the most stubborn individual of my acquaintance； but even he was temporarily silenced。 He bit into a chicken leg and masticated vigorously。 His blue eyes took on a dreamy； pensive look； and his noble brow was untroubled； but I knew he was only biding his time till he could think of a way of getting round the logic of my statement。
〃Decidedly unpleasant； if not actually impossible；〃 said Ramses； who knew his father as well as I did。 〃I propose we go to Gurneh and try to locate his friends or his family。 Someone may have reported him missing。〃
〃To the police？〃 Emerson snorted。 〃Not likely； with that lot。〃
〃They will admit the truth to us； or to Selim；〃 Ramses argued。 〃We will have to e back in any case。 Mother is right about that。〃
〃Oh； very well。〃 Emerson finished his chicken leg and jumped up。 〃I will just have a quick look before …〃
〃No； you will not！ You see what es of your schemes； Emerson。 We ought to have made inquiries before ever we came here。 If you would listen to me …〃
〃Bah；〃 said Emerson。
Selim had tried several times to get a word in。 Now he said； 〃I think I know who the man might be； Father of Curses。 If you had asked me …〃
〃Not you too； Selim；〃 Emerson shouted。 〃I will not be criticized by my wife and my reis。 One of you at a time； but not simultaneously。〃
However； the bined arguments of Ramses； Selim； and myself carried the day。 Emerson is stubborn； but he is not pletely unreasonable … and he counted on getting into the wretched tomb another time。
Emerson chose another path this time； straight down to the end of the wadi and through another； narrower canyon； descending all the while。 It was certainly easier than the way we had e； but it was necessary to watch where one stepped for fear of twisting an ankle； and Emerson set such a rapid pace that conversation was impossible。 Neither of these considerations prevented me from ratiocination。
There was no doubt in my mind that the unfortunate individual whose remains Ramses had found had been murdered。 Was it only a coincidence that Jamil was still in the vicinity； resentful of the men who had； as he claimed； robbed him of his fair share？ Remembering the lazy； surly youth I had known； I found it hard to believe that Jamil was a killer。 Someone was certainly guilty of something； however； and it behooved us to take all possible precautions。
The last of the foothills dwindled and I saw before me the Theban plain； stretching out across desert and cultivation to the river。 I made Emerson stop while we drank thirstily； finishing the last of the water。 He gave us no time to rest or converse； however。
〃If you want to reach home before dark； we had best be getting on；〃 he said。
I patted my damp face daintily with my handkerchief。 〃There are still several