,”
said
the
lady
,
“
run
off
or
you’ll
be
late
and
not
meet
your
Daddy
.
”
Wells
kissed
her
,
waved
to
the
others
,
and
went
.
“
Look
here
,
”
said
Anthea
suddenly
,
“
would
you
like
to
come
to
our
country
,
and
see
what
it’s
like
?
It
wouldn’t
take
you
a
minute
.
”
The
lady
laughed
.
But
Jane
held
up
the
charm
and
said
the
word
.
“
What
a
splendid
conjuring
trick
!
”
cried
the
lady
,
enchanted
with
the
beautiful
,
growing
arch
.
“
Go
through
,
”
said
Anthea
.
The
lady
went
,
laughing
.
But
she
did
not
laugh
when
she
found
herself
,
suddenly
,
in
the
dining‐room
at
Fitzroy
Street
.
“
Oh
,
what
a
horrible
trick
!
”
she
cried
.
“
What
a
hateful
,
dark
,
ugly
place
!
”
She
ran
to
the
window
and
looked
out
.
The
sky
was
grey
,
the
street
was
foggy
,
a
dismal
organ‐grinder
was
standing
opposite
the
door
,
a
beggar
and
a
man
who
sold
matches
were
quarrelling
at
the
edge
of
the
pavement
on
whose
greasy
black
surface
people
hurried
along
,
hastening
to
get
to
the
shelter
of
their
houses
.
“
Oh
,
look
at
their
faces
,
their
horrible
faces
!
”
she
cried
.
“
What’s
the
matter
with
them
all
?
”
“
They’re
poor
people
,
that’s
all
,
”
said
Robert
.
“
But
it’s
not
all
!
They’re
ill
,
they’re
unhappy
,
they’re
wicked
!
Oh
,
do
stop
it
,
there’s
dear
children
.
It’s
very
,
very
clever
.
Some
sort
of
magic‐lantern
trick
,
I
suppose
,
like
I’ve
read
of
.
But
do
stop
it
.
Oh
!
their
poor
,
tired
,
miserable
,
wicked
faces
!
”
The
tears
were
in
her
eyes
.
Anthea
signed
to
Jane
.
The
arch
grew
,
they
spoke
the
words
,
and
pushed
the
lady
through
it
into
her
own
time
and
place
,
where
London
is
clean
and
beautiful
,
and
the
Thames
runs
clear
and
bright
,
and
the
green
trees
grow
,
and
no
one
is
afraid
,
or
anxious
,
or
in
a
hurry
.
There
was
a
silence
.
Then
—
“
I’m
glad
we
went
,
”
said
Anthea
,
with
a
deep
breath
.
“
I’ll
never
throw
paper
about
again
as
long
as
I
live
,
”
said
Robert
.
“
Mother
always
told
us
not
to
,
”
said
Jane
.
“
I
would
like
to
take
up
the
Duties
of
Citizenship
for
a
special
subject
,
”
said
Cyril
.
“
I
wonder
if
Father
could
put
me
through
it
.
I
shall
ask
him
when
he
comes
home
.
”
“
If
we’d
found
the
Amulet
,
Father
could
be
home
now
,
”
said
Anthea
,
“
and
Mother
and
The
Lamb
.
”
“
Let’s
go
into
the
future
again
,
”
suggested
Jane
brightly
.
“
Perhaps
we
could
remember
if
it
wasn’t
such
an
awful
way
off
.
”
So
they
did
.
This
time
they
said
,
“
The
future
,
where
the
Amulet
is
,
not
so
far
away
.
”
And
they
went
through
the
familiar
arch
into
a
large
,
light
room
with
three
windows
.
Facing
them
was
the
familiar
mummy‐case
.
And
at
a
table
by
the
window
sat
the
learned
gentleman
.
They
knew
him
at
once
,
though
his
hair
was
white
.
His
was
one
of
the
faces
that
do
not
change
with
age
.
In
his
hand
was
the
Amulet
—
complete
and
perfect
.
He
rubbed
his
other
hand
across
his
forehead
in
the
way
they
were
so
used
to
.
“
Dreams
,
dreams
!
”
he
said
;
“
old
age
is
full
of
them
!
”
“
You’ve
been
in
dreams
with
us
before
now
,
”
said
Robert
,
“
don’t
you
remember
?
”
“
I
do
,
indeed
,
”
said
he
.
The
room
had
many
more
books
than
the
Fitzroy
Street
room
,
and
far
more
curious
and
wonderful
Assyrian
and
Egyptian
objects
.
“
the
most
wonderful
dreams
I
ever
had
,
had
you
in
them
.
”
“
Where
,
”
asked
Cyril
,
“
did
you
get
that
thing
in
your
hand
?
”
“
If
you
weren’t
just
a
dream
,
”
he
answered
,
smiling
,
you’d
remember
that
you
gave
it
to
me
.
”
“
But
where
did
we
get
it
?
”
Cyril
asked
eagerly
.
“
Ah
,
you
never
would
tell
me
that
,
”
he
said
,
“
you
always
had
your
little
mysteries
.
You
dear
children
!
What
a
difference
you
made
to
that
old
Bloomsbury
house
!
I
wish
I
could
dream
you
oftener
.
Now
you’re
grown
up
you’re
not
like
you
used
to
be
.
”
“
Grown
up
?
”
said
Anthea
.
The
learned
gentleman
pointed
to
a
frame
with
four
photographs
in
it
.
“
There
you
are
,
”
he
said
.
The
children
saw
four
grown‐up
people’s
portraits
—
two
ladies
,
two
gentlemen
—
and
looked
on
them
with
loathing
.
“
Shall
we
grow
up
like
that
?
”
whispered
Jane
.
“
How
perfectly
horrid
!
”
“
If
we’re
ever
like
that
,
we
sha’n’t
know
it’s
horrid
,
I
expect
,
”
Anthea
with
some
insight
whispered
back
.
“
You
see
,
you
get
used
to
yourself
while
you’re
changing
.
It’s
—
it’s
being
so
sudden
makes
it
seem
so
frightful
now
.
”
The
learned
gentleman
was
looking
at
them
with
wistful
kindness
.
“
Don’t
let
me
undream
you
just
yet
,
”
he
said
.
There
was
a
pause
.
“
Do
you
remember
when
we
gave
you
that
Amulet
?
”
Cyril
asked
suddenly
.
“
You
know
,
or
you
would
if
you
weren’t
a
dream
,
that
it
was
on
the
3rd
December
,
1905.
I
shall
never
forget
that
day
.
”
“
Thank
you
,
”
said
Cyril
,
earnestly
;
“
oh
,
thank
you
very
much
.
”
“
You’ve
got
a
new
room
,
”
said
Anthea
,
looking
out
of
the
window
,
“
and
what
a
lovely
garden
!
”
“
Yes
,
”
said
he
,
“
I’m
too
old
now
to
care
even
about
being
near
the
Museum
.
This
is
a
beautiful
place
.
Do
you
know
—
I
can
hardly
believe
you’re
just
a
dream
,
you
do
look
so
exactly
real
.
Do
you
know
...
”
his
voice
dropped
,
“
I
can
say
it
to
you
,
though
,
of
course
,
if
I
said
it
to
anyone
that
wasn’t
a
dream
they’d
call
me
mad
;
there
was
something
about
that
Amulet
you
gave
me
—
something
very
mysterious
.
”
“
There
was
that
,
”
said
Robert
.
“
Ah
,
I
don’t
mean
your
pretty
little
childish
mysteries
about
where
you
got
it
.
But
about
the
thing
itself
.
First
,
the
wonderful
dreams
I
used
to
have
,
after
you’d
shown
me
the
first
half
of
it
!
Why
,
my
book
on
Atlantis
,
that
I
did
,
was
the
beginning
of
my
fame
and
my
fortune
,
too
.
And
I
got
it
all
out
of
a
dream
!
And
then
,
‘Britain
at
the
Time
of
the
Roman
Invasion’
—
that
was
only
a
pamphlet
,
but
it
explained
a
lot
of
things
people
hadn’t
understood
.
”
“
Yes
,
”
said
Anthea
,
“
it
would
.
”
“
That
was
the
beginning
.
But
after
you’d
given
me
the
whole
of
the
Amulet
—
ah
,
it
was
generous
of
you
!
—
then
,
somehow
,
I
didn’t
need
to
theorize
,
I
seemed
to
know
about
the
old
Egyptian
civilisation
.
And
they
can’t
upset
my
theories
”
—
he
rubbed
his
thin
hands
and
laughed
triumphantly
—
“
they
can’t
,
though
they’ve
tried
.
Theories
,
they
call
them
,
but
they’re
more
like
—
I
don’t
know
—
more
like
memories
.
I
know
I’m
right
about
the
secret
rites
of
the
Temple
of
Amen
.
”
“
I’m
so
glad
you’re
rich
,
”
said
Anthea
.
“
You
weren’t
,
you
know
,
at
Fitzroy
Street
.
”
“
Indeed
I
wasn’t
,
”
said
he
,
“
but
I
am
now
.
This
beautiful
house
and
this
lovely
garden
—
I
dig
in
it
sometimes
;
you
remember
,
you
used
to
tell
me
to
take
more
exercise
?
Well
,
I
feel
I
owe
it
all
to
you
—
and
the
Amulet
.
”
“
I’m
so
glad
,
”
said
Anthea
,
and
kissed
him
.
He
started
.
“
That
didn’t
feel
like
a
dream
,
”
he
said
,
and
his
voice
trembled
.
“
It
isn’t
exactly
a
dream
,
”
said
Anthea
softly
,
“
it’s
all
part
of
the
Amulet
—
it’s
a
sort
of
extra
special
,
real
dream
,
dear
Jimmy
.
”
“
Ah
,
”
said
he
,
“
when
you
call
me
that
,
I
know
I’m
dreaming
.
My
little
sister
—
I
dream
of
her
sometimes
.
But
it’s
not
real
like
this
.
Do
you
remember
the
day
I
dreamed
you
brought
me
the
Babylonish
ring
?
”
“
We
remember
it
all
,
”
said
Robert
.
“
Did
you
leave
Fitzroy
Street
because
you
were
too
rich
for
it
?
”
“
Oh
,
no
!
”
he
said
reproachfully
.
“
You
know
I
should
never
have
done
such
a
thing
as
that
.
Of
course
,
I
left
when
your
old
Nurse
died
and
—
what’s
the
matter
!
”
“
Old
Nurse
dead
?
”
said
Anthea
.
“
Oh
,
no
!
”
“
Yes
,
yes
,
it’s
the
common
lot
.
It’s
a
long
time
ago
now
.
”
Jane
held
up
the
Amulet
in
a
hand
that
twittered
.
“
Come
!
”
she
cried
,
“
oh
,
come
home
!
She
may
be
dead
before
we
get
there
,
and
then
we
can’t
give
it
to
her
.
Oh
,
come
!
”
“
Ah
,
don’t
let
the
dream
end
now
!
”
pleaded
the
learned
gentleman
.
“
It
must
,
”
said
Anthea
firmly
,
and
kissed
him
again
.
“
When
it
comes
to
people
dying
,
”
said
Robert
,
“
good‐bye
!
I’m
so
glad
you’re
rich
and
famous
and
happy
.
”
“
Do
come
!
”
cried
Jane
,
stamping
in
her
agony
of
impatience
.
And
they
went
.
Old
Nurse
brought
in
tea
almost
as
soon
as
they
were
back
in
Fitzroy
Street
.
As
she
came
in
with
the
tray
,
the
girls
rushed
at
her
and
nearly
upset
her
and
it
.
“
Don’t
die
!
”
cried
Jane
,
“
oh
,
don’t
!
”
and
Anthea
cried
,
“
Dear
,
ducky
,
darling
old
Nurse
,
don’t
die
!
”
“
Lord
,
love
you
!
”
said
Nurse
,
“
I’m
not
agoing
to
die
yet
a
while
,
please
Heaven
!
Whatever
on
earth’s
the
matter
with
the
chicks
?
”
“
Nothing
.
Only
don’t
!
”
She
put
the
tray
down
and
hugged
the
girls
in
turn
.
The
boys
thumped
her
on
the
back
with
heartfelt
affection
.
“
I’m
as
well
as
ever
I
was
in
my
life
,
”
she
said
.
“
What
nonsense
about
dying
!
You’ve
been
a
setting
too
long
in
the
dusk
,
that’s
what
it
is
.
Regular
blind
man’s
holiday
.
Leave
go
of
me
,
while
I
light
the
gas
.
”
The
yellow
light
illuminated
four
pale
faces
.
“
We
do
love
you
so
,
”
Anthea
went
on
,
“
and
we’ve
made
you
a
picture
to
show
you
how
we
love
you
.
Get
it
out
,
Squirrel
.
”
The
glazed
testimonial
was
dragged
out
from
under
the
sofa
and
displayed
.
“
The
glue’s
not
dry
yet
,
”
said
Cyril
,
“
look
out
!
”
“
What
a
beauty
!
”
cried
old
Nurse
.
“
Well
,
I
never
!
And
your
pictures
and
the
beautiful
writing
and
all
.
Well
,
I
always
did
say
your
hearts
was
in
the
right
place
,
if
a
bit
careless
at
times
.
Well
!
I
never
did
!
I
don’t
know
as
I
was
ever
pleased
better
in
my
life
.
”
She
hugged
them
all
,
one
after
the
other
.
And
the
boys
did
not
mind
it
,
somehow
,
that
day
.
“
How
is
it
we
can
remember
all
about
the
future
,
now
?
”
Anthea
woke
the
Psammead
with
laborious
gentleness
to
put
the
question
.
“
How
is
it
we
can
remember
what
we
saw
in
the
future
,
and
yet
,
when
we
were
in
the
future
,
we
could
not
remember
the
bit
of
the
future
that
was
past
then
,
the
time
of
finding
the
Amulet
?
”
“
Why
,
what
a
silly
question
!
”
said
the
Psammead
,
“
of
course
you
cannot
remember
what
hasn’t
happened
yet
.
”
“
But
the
future
hasn’t
happened
yet
,
”
Anthea
persisted
,
“
and
we
remember
that
all
right
.
”
“
Oh
,
that
isn’t
what’s
happened
,
my
good
child
,
”
said
the
Psammead
,
rather
crossly
,
“
that’s
prophetic
vision
.
And
you
remember
dreams
,
don’t
you
?
So
why
not
visions
?
You
never
do
seem
to
understand
the
simplest
thing
.
”
It
went
to
sand
again
at
once
.
Anthea
crept
down
in
her
nightgown
to
give
one
last
kiss
to
old
Nurse
,
and
one
last
look
at
the
beautiful
testimonial
hanging
,
by
its
tapes
,
its
glue
now
firmly
set
,
in
glazed
glory
on
the
wall
of
the
kitchen
.
“
Good‐night
,
bless
your
loving
heart
,
”
said
old
Nurse
,
“
if
only
you
don’t
catch
your
deathercold
!
”
CHAPTER
XIII
THE
SHIPWRECK
ON
THE
TIN
ISLANDS
“
BLUE
and
red
,
”
said
Jane
softly
,
“
make
purple
.
”
“
Not
always
they
don’t
,
”
said
Cyril
,
“
it
has
to
be
crimson
lake
and
Prussian
blue
.
If
you
mix
Vermilion
and
Indigo
you
get
the
most
loathsome
slate
colour
.
”
“
Sepia’s
the
nastiest
colour
in
the
box
,
I
think
,
”
said
Jane
,
sucking
her
brush
.
They
were
all
painting
.
Nurse
in
the
flush
of
grateful
emotion
,
excited
by
Robert’s
border
of
poppies
,
had
presented
each
of
the
four
with
a
shilling
paint‐box
,
and
had
supplemented
the
gift
with
a
pile
of
old
copies
of
the
Illustrated
London
News
.
“
Sepia
,
”
said
Cyril
instructively
,
“
is
made
out
of
beastly
cuttle‐fish
.
”
“
Purple’s
made
out
of
a
fish
,
as
well
as
out
of
red
and
blue
,
”
said
Robert
.
“
Tyrian
purple
was
,
I
know
.
”
“
Out
of
lobsters
?
”
said
Jane
dreamily
.
“
they’re
red
when
they’re
boiled
,
and
blue
when
they
aren’t
.
If
you
mixed
live
and
dead
lobsters
you’d
get
Tyrian
purple
.
”
“
I
shouldn’t
like
to
mix
anything
with
a
live
lobster
,
”
said
Anthea
,
shuddering
.
“
Well
,
there
aren’t
any
other
red
and
blue
fish
,
”
said
Jane
;
“
you’d
have
to
.
”
“
I’d
rather
not
have
the
purple
,
”
said
Anthea
.
“
The
Tyrian
purple
wasn’t
that
colour
when
it
came
out
of
the
fish
,
nor
yet
afterwards
,
it
wasn’t
,
”
said
Robert
;
“
it
was
scarlet
really
,
and
Roman
Emperors
wore
it
.
And
it
wasn’t
any
nice
colour
while
the
fish
had
it
.
It
was
a
yellowish‐white
liquid
of
a
creamy
consistency
.
”
“
How
do
you
know
?
”
asked
Cyril
.
“
I
read
it
,
”
said
Robert
,
with
the
meek
pride
of
superior
knowledge
.
“
Where
?
”
asked
Cyril
.
“
In
print
,
”
said
Robert
,
still
more
proudly
meek
.
“
You
think
everything’s
true
if
it’s
printed
,
”
said
Cyril
,
naturally
annoyed
,
“
but
it
isn’t
.
Father
said
so
.
Quite
a
lot
of
lies
get
printed
,
especially
in
newspapers
.
”
“
You
see
,
as
it
happens
,
”
said
Robert
,
in
what
was
really
a
rather
annoying
tone
,
“
it
wasn’t
a
newspaper
,
it
was
in
a
book
.
”
“
How
sweet
Chinese
white
is
!
”
said
Jane
,
dreamily
sucking
her
brush
again
.
“
I
don’t
believe
it
,
”
said
Cyril
to
Robert
.
“
Have
a
suck
yourself
,
”
suggested
Robert
.
“
I
don’t
mean
about
the
Chinese
white
.
I
mean
about
the
cream
fish
turning
purple
and
—
”
“
Oh
!
”
cried
Anthea
,
jumping
up
very
quickly
,
“
I’m
tired
of
painting
.
Let’s
go
somewhere
by
Amulet
.
I
say
let’s
let
it
choose
.
”
Cyril
and
Robert
agreed
that
this
was
an
idea
.
Jane
consented
to
stop
painting
because
,
as
she
said
,
Chinese
white
,
though
certainly
sweet
,
gives
you
a
queer
feeling
in
the
back
of
the
throat
if
you
paint
with
it
too
long
.
The
Amulet
was
held
up
.
“
Take
us
somewhere
,
”
said
Jane
,
“
anywhere
you
like
in
the
Past
—
but
somewhere
where
you
are
.
”
Then
she
said
the
word
.
Next
moment
every
one
felt
a
queer
rocking
and
swaying
—
something
like
what
you
feel
when
you
go
out
in
a
fishing
boat
.
And
that
was
not
wonderful
,
when
you
come
to
think
of
it
,
for
it
was
in
a
boat
that
they
found
themselves
.
A
queer
boat
,
with
high
bulwarks
pierced
with
holes
for
oars
to
go
through
.
There
was
a
high
seat
for
the
steersman
,
and
the
prow
was
shaped
like
the
head
of
some
great
animal
with
big
,
staring
eyes
.
The
boat
rode
at
anchor
in
a
bay
,
and
the
bay
was
very
smooth
.
The
crew
were
dark
,
wiry
fellows
with
black
beards
and
hair
.
They
had
no
clothes
except
a
tunic
from
waist
to
knee
,
and
round
caps
with
knobs
on
the
top
.
They
were
very
busy
,
and
what
they
were
doing
was
so
interesting
to
the
children
that
at
first
they
did
not
even
wonder
where
the
Amulet
had
brought
them
.
And
the
crew
seemed
too
busy
to
notice
the
children
.
They
were
fastening
rush
baskets
to
a
long
rope
with
a
great
piece
of
cork
at
the
end
,
and
in
each
basket
they
put
mussels
or
little
frogs
.
Then
they
cast
out
the
rope
,
the
baskets
sank
,
but
the
cork
floated
.
And
all
about
on
the
blue
water
were
other
boats
and
all
the
crews
of
all
the
boats
were
busy
with
ropes
and
baskets
and
frogs
and
mussels
.
“
Whatever
are
you
doing
?
”
Jane
suddenly
asked
a
man
who
had
rather
more
clothes
than
the
others
,
and
seemed
to
be
a
sort
of
captain
or
overseer
.
He
started
and
stared
at
her
,
but
he
had
seen
too
many
strange
lands
to
be
very
much
surprised
at
these
queerly‐dressed
stowaways
.
“
Setting
lines
for
the
dye
shell‐fish
,
”
he
said
shortly
.
“
How
did
you
get
here
?
”
“
A
sort
of
magic
,
”
said
Robert
carelessly
.
The
Captain
fingered
an
Amulet
that
hung
round
his
neck
.
“
What
is
this
place
?
”
asked
Cyril
.
“
Tyre
,
of
course
,
”
said
the
man
.
Then
he
drew
back
and
spoke
in
a
low
voice
to
one
of
the
sailors
.
“
Now
we
shall
know
about
your
precious
cream‐jug
fish
,
”
said
Cyril
.
“
But
we
never
said
come
to
Tyre
,
”
said
Jane
.
“
The
Amulet
heard
us
talking
,
I
expect
.
I
think
it’s
most
obliging
of
it
,
”
said
Anthea
.
“
And
the
Amulet’s
here
too
,
”
said
Robert
.
“
We
ought
to
be
able
to
find
it
in
a
little
ship
like
this
.
I
wonder
which
of
them’s
got
it
.
”
“
Oh
—
look
,
look
!
”
cried
Anthea
suddenly
.
On
the
bare
breast
of
one
of
the
sailors
gleamed
something
red
.
It
was
the
exact
counterpart
of
their
precious
half‐Amulet
.
A
silence
,
full
of
emotion
,
was
broken
by
Jane
.
“
Then
we’ve
found
it
!
”
she
said
.
“
Oh
do
let’s
take
it
and
go
home
!
”
“
Easy
to
say
‘take
it’
”
said
Cyril
;
“
he
looks
very
strong
.
”
He
did
—
yet
not
so
strong
as
the
other
sailors
.
“
It’s
odd
,
”
said
Anthea
musingly
,
“
I
do
believe
I’ve
seen
that
man
somewhere
before
.
”
“
He’s
rather
like
our
learned
gentleman
,
”
said
Robert
,
“
but
I’ll
tell
you
who
he’s
much
more
like
—
”
At
that
moment
that
sailor
looked
up
.
His
eyes
met
Robert’s
—
and
Robert
and
the
others
had
no
longer
any
doubt
as
to
where
they
had
seen
him
before
.
It
was
Rekh‐marā
,
the
priest
who
had
led
them
to
the
palace
of
Pharaoh
—
and
whom
Jane
had
looked
back
at
through
the
arch
,
when
he
was
counselling
Pharaoh’s
guard
to
take
the
jewels
and
fly
for
his
life
.
Nobody
was
quite
pleased
,
and
nobody
quite
knew
why
.
Jane
voiced
the
feelings
of
all
when
she
said
,
fingering
their
Amulet
through
the
folds
of
her
frock
,
“
We
can
go
back
in
a
minute
if
anything
nasty
happens
.
”
For
the
moment
nothing
worse
happened
than
an
offer
of
food
—
figs
and
cucumbers
it
was
,
and
very
pleasant
.
“
I
see
,
”
said
the
Captain
,
“
that
you
are
from
a
far
country
.
Since
you
have
honoured
my
boat
by
appearing
on
it
,
you
must
stay
here
till
morning
.
Then
I
will
lead
you
to
one
of
our
great
ones
.
He
loves
strangers
from
far
lands
.
”
“
Let’s
go
home
,
”
Jane
whispered
,
“
all
the
frogs
are
drowning
now
.
I
think
the
people
here
are
cruel
.
”
But
the
boys
wanted
to
stay
and
see
the
lines
taken
up
in
the
morning
.
“
It’s
just
like
eel‐pots
and
lobster‐pots
,
”
said
Cyril
,
“
the
baskets
only
open
from
outside
—
I
vote
we
stay
.
”
So
they
stayed
.
“
That’s
Tyre
over
there
,
”
said
the
Captain
,
who
was
evidently
trying
to
be
civil
.
He
pointed
to
a
great
island
rock
,
that
rose
steeply
from
the
sea
,
crowned
with
huge
walls
and
towers
.
There
was
another
city
on
the
mainland
.
“
That’s
part
of
Tyre
,
too
,
”
said
the
Captain
;
“
it’s
where
the
great
merchants
have
their
pleasure‐houses
and
gardens
and
farms
.
”
“
Look
,
look
!
”
Cyril
cried
suddenly
;
“
what
a
lovely
little
ship
!
”
A
ship
in
full
sail
was
passing
swiftly
through
the
fishing
fleet
.
The
Captain’s
face
changed
.
He
frowned
,
and
his
eyes
blazed
with
fury
.
“
Insolent
young
barbarian
!
”
he
cried
.
“
Do
you
call
the
ships
of
Tyre
little
?
None
greater
sail
the
seas
.
That
ship
has
been
on
a
three
years’
voyage
.
She
is
known
in
all
the
great
trading
ports
from
here
to
the
Tin
Islands
.
She
comes
back
rich
and
glorious
.
Her
very
anchor
is
of
silver
.
”
“
I’m
sure
we
beg
your
pardon
,
”
said
Anthea
hastily
.
“
In
our
country
we
say
‘little’
for
a
pet
name
.
Your
wife
might
call
you
her
dear
little
husband
,
you
know
.
”
“
I
should
like
to
catch
her
at
it
,
”
growled
the
Captain
,
but
he
stopped
scowling
.
“
It’s
a
rich
trade
,
”
he
went
on
.
“
For
cloth
once
dipped
,
second‐best
glass
,
and
the
rough
images
our
young
artists
carve
for
practice
,
the
barbarian
King
in
Tessos
lets
us
work
the
silver
mines
.
We
get
so
much
silver
there
that
we
leave
them
our
iron
anchors
and
come
back
with
silver
ones
.
”
“
How
splendid
!
”
said
Robert
.
“
Do
go
on
.
What’s
cloth
once
dipped
?
”
“
You
must
be
barbarians
from
the
outer
darkness
,
”
said
the
Captain
scornfully
.
“
All
wealthy
nations
know
that
our
finest
stuffs
are
twice
dyed
—
dibaptha
.
They’re
only
for
the
robes
of
kings
and
priests
and
princes
.
”
“
What
do
the
rich
merchants
wear
,
”
asked
Jane
,
with
interest
,
“
in
the
pleasure‐houses
?
”
“
They
wear
the
dibaptha
.
Our
merchants
are
princes
,
”
scowled
the
skipper
.
“
Oh
,
don’t
be
cross
,
we
do
so
like
hearing
about
things
.
We
want
to
know
all
about
the
dyeing
,
”
said
Anthea
cordially
.
“
Oh
,
you
do
,
do
you
?
”
growled
the
man
.
“
So
that’s
what
you’re
here
for
?
Well
,
you
won’t
get
the
secrets
of
the
dye
trade
out
of
me
.
”
He
went
away
,
and
every
one
felt
snubbed
and
uncomfortable
.
And
all
the
time
the
long
,
narrow
eyes
of
the
Egyptian
were
watching
,
watching
.
They
felt
as
though
he
was
watching
them
through
the
darkness
,
when
they
lay
down
to
sleep
on
a
pile
of
cloaks
.
Next
morning
the
baskets
were
drawn
up
full
of
what
looked
like
whelk
shells
.
The
children
were
rather
in
the
way
,
but
they
made
themselves
as
small
as
they
could
.
While
the
skipper
was
at
the
other
end
of
the
boat
they
did
ask
one
question
of
a
sailor
,
whose
face
was
a
little
less
unkind
than
the
others
.
“
Yes
,
”
he
answered
,
“
this
is
the
dye‐fish
.
It’s
a
sort
of
murex
—
and
there’s
another
kind
that
they
catch
at
Sidon
—
and
then
,
of
course
,
there’s
the
kind
that’s
used
for
the
dibaptha
.
But
that’s
quite
different
.
It’s
—
”
“
Hold
your
tongue
!
”
shouted
the
skipper
.
And
the
man
held
it
.
The
laden
boat
was
rowed
slowly
round
the
end
of
the
island
,
and
was
made
fast
in
one
of
the
two
great
harbours
that
lay
inside
a
long
breakwater
.
The
harbour
was
full
of
all
sorts
of
ships
,
so
that
Cyril
and
Robert
enjoyed
themselves
much
more
than
their
sisters
.
The
breakwater
and
the
quays
were
heaped
with
bales
and
baskets
,
and
crowded
with
slaves
and
sailors
.
Farther
along
some
men
were
practising
diving
.
“
That’s
jolly
good
,
”
said
Robert
,
as
a
naked
brown
body
cleft
the
water
.
“
I
should
think
so
,
”
said
the
skipper
.
“
The
pearl‐divers
of
Persia
are
not
more
skilful
.
Why
,
we’ve
got
a
fresh‐water
spring
that
comes
out
at
the
bottom
of
the
sea
.
Our
divers
dive
down
and
bring
up
the
fresh
water
in
skin
bottles
!
Can
your
barbarian
divers
do
as
much
?
”
“
I
suppose
not
,
”
said
Robert
,
and
put
away
a
wild
desire
to
explain
to
the
Captain
the
English
system
of
waterworks
,
pipes
,
taps
,
and
the
intricacies
of
the
plumbers’
trade
.
As
they
neared
the
quay
the
skipper
made
a
hasty
toilet
.
He
did
his
hair
,
combed
his
beard
,
put
on
a
garment
like
a
jersey
with
short
sleeves
,
an
embroidered
belt
,
a
necklace
of
beads
,
and
a
big
signet
ring
.
“
Now
,
”
said
he
,
“
I’m
fit
to
be
seen
.
Come
along
?
”
“
Where
to
?
”
said
Jane
cautiously
.
“
To
Pheles
,
the
great
sea‐captain
,
said
the
skipper
,
“
the
man
I
told
you
of
,
who
loves
barbarians
.
”
Then
Rekh‐marā
came
forward
,
and
,
for
the
first
time
,
spoke
.
“
I
have
known
these
children
in
another
land
,
”
he
said
.
“
You
know
my
powers
of
magic
.
It
was
my
magic
that
brought
these
barbarians
to
your
boat
.
And
you
know
how
they
will
profit
you
.
I
read
your
thoughts
.
Let
me
come
with
you
and
see
the
end
of
them
,
and
then
I
will
work
the
spell
I
promised
you
in
return
for
the
little
experience
you
have
so
kindly
given
me
on
your
boat
.
”
The
skipper
looked
at
the
Egyptian
with
some
disfavour
.
“
So
it
was
your
doing
,
”
he
said
.
“
I
might
have
guessed
it
.
Well
,
come
on
.
”
So
he
came
,
and
the
girls
wished
he
hadn’t
.
But
Robert
whispered
—
“
Nonsense
—
as
long
as
he’s
with
us
we’ve
got
some
chance
of
the
Amulet
.
We
can
always
fly
if
anything
goes
wrong
.
”
The
morning
was
so
fresh
and
bright
;
their
breakfast
had
been
so
good
and
so
unusual
;
they
had
actually
seen
the
Amulet
round
the
Egyptian’s
neck
.
One
or
two
,
or
all
these
things
,
suddenly
raised
the
children’s
spirits
.
They
went
off
quite
cheerfully
through
the
city
gate
—
it
was
not
arched
,
but
roofed
over
with
a
great
flat
stone
—
and
so
through
the
street
,
which
smelt
horribly
of
fish
and
garlic
and
a
thousand
other
things
even
less
agreeable
.
But
far
worse
than
the
street
scents
was
the
scent
of
the
factory
,
where
the
skipper
called
in
to
sell
his
night’s
catch
.
I
wish
I
could
tell
you
all
about
that
factory
,
but
I
haven’t
time
,
and
perhaps
after
all
you
aren’t
interested
in
dyeing
works
.
I
will
only
mention
that
Robert
was
triumphantly
proved
to
be
right
.
The
dye
was
a
yellowish‐white
liquid
of
a
creamy
consistency
,
and
it
smelt
more
strongly
of
garlic
than
garlic
itself
does
.
While
the
skipper
was
bargaining
with
the
master
of
the
dye
works
the
Egyptian
came
close
to
the
children
,
and
said
,
suddenly
and
softly
—
“
Trust
me
.
”
“
I
wish
we
could
,
”
said
Anthea
.
“
You
feel
,
”
said
the
Egyptian
,
“
that
I
want
your
Amulet
.
That
makes
you
distrust
me
.
”
“
Yes
,
”
said
Cyril
bluntly
.
“
But
you
also
,
you
want
my
Amulet
,
and
I
am
trusting
you
.
”
“
There’s
something
in
that
,
”
said
Robert
.
“
We
have
the
two
halves
of
the
Amulet
,
”
said
the
Priest
,
“
but
not
yet
the
pin
that
joined
them
.
Our
only
chance
of
getting
that
is
to
remain
together
.
Once
part
these
two
halves
and
they
may
never
be
found
in
the
same
time
and
place
.
Be
wise
.
Our
interests
are
the
same
.
”
Before
anyone
could
say
more
the
skipper
came
back
,
and
with
him
the
dye‐master
.
His
hair
and
beard
were
curled
like
the
men’s
in
Babylon
,
and
he
was
dressed
like
the
skipper
,
but
with
added
grandeur
of
gold
and
embroidery
.
He
had
necklaces
of
beads
and
silver
,
and
a
glass
amulet
with
a
man’s
face
,
very
like
his
own
,
set
between
two
bull’s
heads
,
as
well
as
gold
and
silver
bracelets
and
armlets
.
He
looked
keenly
at
the
children
.
Then
he
said
—
“
My
brother
Pheles
has
just
come
back
from
Tarshish
.
He’s
at
his
garden
house
—
unless
he’s
hunting
wild
boar
in
the
marshes
.
He
gets
frightfully
bored
on
shore
.
”
“
Ah
,
”
said
the
skipper
,
“
he’s
a
true‐born
Phœnician
.
‘Tyre
,
Tyre
for
ever
!
Oh
,
Tyre
rules
the
waves
!
’
as
the
old
song
says
.
I’ll
go
at
once
,
and
show
him
my
young
barbarians
.
”
“
I
should
,
”
said
the
dye‐master
.
“
They
are
very
rum
,
aren’t
they
?
What
frightful
clothes
,
and
what
a
lot
of
them
!
Observe
the
covering
of
their
feet
.
Hideous
indeed
.
”
Robert
could
not
help
thinking
how
easy
,
and
at
the
same
time
pleasant
,
it
would
be
to
catch
hold
of
the
dye‐master’s
feet
and
tip
him
backward
into
the
great
sunken
vat
just
near
him
.
But
if
he
had
,
flight
would
have
had
to
be
the
next
move
,
so
he
restrained
his
impulse
.
There
was
something
about
this
Tyrian
adventure
that
was
different
from
all
the
others
.
It
was
,
somehow
,
calmer
.
And
there
was
the
undoubted
fact
that
the
charm
was
there
on
the
neck
of
the
Egyptian
.
So
they
enjoyed
everything
to
the
full
,
the
row
from
the
Island
City
to
the
shore
,
the
ride
on
the
donkeys
that
the
skipper
hired
at
the
gate
of
the
mainland
city
,
and
the
pleasant
country
—
palms
and
figs
and
cedars
all
about
.
It
was
like
a
garden
—
clematis
,
honeysuckle
,
and
jasmine
clung
about
the
olive
and
mulberry
trees
,
and
there
were
tulips
and
gladiolus
,
and
clumps
of
mandrake
,
which
has
bell‐flowers
that
look
as
though
they
were
cut
out
of
dark
blue
jewels
.
In
the
distance
were
the
mountains
of
Lebanon
.
The
house
they
came
to
at
last
was
rather
like
a
bungalow
—
long
and
low
,
with
pillars
all
along
the
front
.
Cedars
and
sycamores
grew
near
it
and
sheltered
it
pleasantly
.
Every
one
dismounted
,
and
the
donkeys
were
led
away
.
“
Why
is
this
like
Rosherville
?
”
whispered
Robert
,
and
instantly
supplied
the
answer
.
“
Because
it’s
the
place
to
spend
a
happy
day
.
”
“
It’s
jolly
decent
of
the
skipper
to
have
brought
us
to
such
a
ripping
place
,
”
said
Cyril
.
“
Do
you
know
,
”
said
Anthea
,
“
this
feels
more
real
than
anything
else
we’ve
seen
?
It’s
like
a
holiday
in
the
country
at
home
.
”
The
children
were
left
alone
in
a
large
hall
.
The
floor
was
mosaic
,
done
with
wonderful
pictures
of
ships
and
sea‐beasts
and
fishes
.
Through
an
open
doorway
they
could
see
a
pleasant
courtyard
with
flowers
.
“
I
should
like
to
spend
a
week
here
,
”
said
Jane
,
“
and
donkey
ride
every
day
.
”
Every
one
was
feeling
very
jolly
.
Even
the
Egyptian
looked
pleasanter
than
usual
.
And
then
,
quite
suddenly
,
the
skipper
came
back
with
a
joyous
smile
.
With
him
came
the
master
of
the
house
.
He
looked
steadily
at
the
children
and
nodded
twice
.
“
Yes
,
”
he
said
,
“
my
steward
will
pay
you
the
price
.
But
I
shall
not
pay
at
that
high
rate
for
the
Egyptian
dog
.
”
The
two
passed
on
.
“
This
,
”
said
the
Egyptian
,
“
is
a
pretty
kettle
of
fish
.
”
“
What
is
?
”
asked
all
the
children
at
once
.
“
Our
present
position
,
”
said
Rekh‐marā
.
“
Our
seafaring
friend
,
”
he
added
,
“
has
sold
us
all
for
slaves
!
”
A
hasty
council
succeeded
the
shock
of
this
announcement
.
The
Priest
was
allowed
to
take
part
in
it
.
His
advice
was
“
stay
,
”
because
they
were
in
no
danger
,
and
the
Amulet
in
its
completeness
must
be
somewhere
near
,
or
,
of
course
,
they
could
not
have
come
to
that
place
at
all
.
And
after
some
discussion
they
agreed
to
this
.
The
children
were
treated
more
as
guests
than
as
slaves
,
but
the
Egyptian
was
sent
to
the
kitchen
and
made
to
work
.
Pheles
,
the
master
of
the
house
,
went
off
that
very
evening
,
by
the
King’s
orders
,
to
start
on
another
voyage
.
And
when
he
was
gone
his
wife
found
the
children
amusing
company
,
and
kept
them
talking
and
singing
and
dancing
till
quite
late
.
“
To
distract
my
mind
from
my
sorrows
,
”
she
said
.
“
I
do
like
being
a
slave
,
”
remarked
Jane
cheerfully
,
as
they
curled
up
on
the
big
,
soft
cushions
that
were
to
be
their
beds
.
It
was
black
night
when
they
were
awakened
,
each
by
a
hand
passed
softly
over
its
face
,
and
a
low
voice
that
whispered
—
“
Be
quiet
,
or
all
is
lost
.
”
So
they
were
quiet
.
“
It’s
me
,
Rekh‐marā
,
the
Priest
of
Amen
,
”
said
the
whisperer
.
“
The
man
who
brought
us
has
gone
to
sea
again
,
and
he
has
taken
my
Amulet
from
me
by
force
,
and
I
know
no
magic
to
get
it
back
.
Is
there
magic
for
that
in
the
Amulet
you
bear
?
”
Every
one
was
instantly
awake
by
now
.
“
We
can
go
after
him
,
”
said
Cyril
,
leaping
up
;
“
but
he
might
take
ours
as
well
;
or
he
might
be
angry
with
us
for
following
him
.
”
“
I’ll
see
to
that
,
”
said
the
Egyptian
in
the
dark
.
“
Hide
your
Amulet
well
.
”
There
in
the
deep
blackness
of
that
room
in
the
Tyrian
country
house
the
Amulet
was
once
more
held
up
and
the
word
spoken
.
All
passed
through
on
to
a
ship
that
tossed
and
tumbled
on
a
wind‐blown
sea
.
They
crouched
together
there
till
morning
,
and
Jane
and
Cyril
were
not
at
all
well
.
When
the
dawn
showed
,
dove‐coloured
,
across
the
steely
waves
,
they
stood
up
as
well
as
they
could
for
the
tumbling
of
the
ship
.
Pheles
,
that
hardy
sailor
and
adventurer
,
turned
quite
pale
when
he
turned
round
suddenly
and
saw
them
.
“
Well
!
”
he
said
,
“
well
,
I
never
did
!
”
“
Master
,
”
said
the
Egyptian
,
bowing
low
,
and
that
was
even
more
difficult
than
standing
up
,
“
we
are
here
by
the
magic
of
the
sacred
Amulet
that
hangs
round
your
neck
.
”
“
I
never
did
!
”
repeated
Pheles
.
“
Well
,
well
!
”
“
What
port
is
the
ship
bound
for
?
”
asked
Robert
,
with
a
nautical
air
.
But
Pheles
said
,
“
Are
you
a
navigator
?
”
Robert
had
to
own
that
he
was
not
.
“
Then
,
”
said
Pheles
,
“
I
don’t
mind
telling
you
that
we’re
bound
for
the
Tin
Isles
.
Tyre
alone
knows
where
the
Tin
Isles
are
.
It
is
a
splendid
secret
we
keep
from
all
the
world
.
It
is
as
great
a
thing
to
us
as
your
magic
to
you
.
”
He
spoke
in
quite
a
new
voice
,
and
seemed
to
respect
both
the
children
and
the
Amulet
a
good
deal
more
than
he
had
done
before
.
“
The
King
sent
you
,
didn’t
he
?
”
said
Jane
.
“
Yes
,
”
answered
Pheles
,
“
he
bade
me
set
sail
with
half
a
score
brave
gentlemen
and
this
crew
.
You
shall
go
with
us
,
and
see
many
wonders
.
”
He
bowed
and
left
them
.
“
What
are
we
going
to
do
now
?
”
said
Robert
,
when
Pheles
had
caused
them
to
be
left
along
with
a
breakfast
of
dried
fruits
and
a
sort
of
hard
biscuit
.
“
Wait
till
he
lands
in
the
Tin
Isles
,
”
said
Rekh‐marā
,
“
then
we
can
get
the
barbarians
to
help
us
.
We
will
attack
him
by
night
and
tear
the
sacred
Amulet
from
his
accursed
heathen
neck
,
”
he
added
,
grinding
his
teeth
.
“
When
shall
we
get
to
the
Tin
Isles
?
”
asked
Jane
.
“
Oh
—
six
months
,
perhaps
,
or
a
year
,
”
said
the
Egyptian
cheerfully
.
“
A
year
of
this
?
”
cried
Jane
,
and
Cyril
,
who
was
still
feeling
far
too
unwell
to
care
about
breakfast
,
hugged
himself
miserably
and
shuddered
.
It
was
Robert
who
said
—
“
Look
here
,
we
can
shorten
that
year
.
Jane
,
out
with
the
Amulet
!
Wish
that
we
were
where
the
Amulet
will
be
when
the
ship
is
twenty
miles
from
the
Tin
Island
.
That’ll
give
us
time
to
mature
our
plans
.
”
It
was
done
—
the
work
of
a
moment
—
and
there
they
were
on
the
same
ship
,
between
grey
northern
sky
and
grey
northern
sea
.
The
sun
was
setting
in
a
pale
yellow
line
.
It
was
the
same
ship
,
but
it
was
changed
,
and
so
were
the
crew
.
Weather‐worn
and
dirty
were
the
sailors
,
and
their
clothes
torn
and
ragged
.
And
the
children
saw
that
,
of
course
,
though
they
had
skipped
the
nine
months
,
the
ship
had
had
to
live
through
them
.
Pheles
looked
thinner
,
and
his
face
was
rugged
and
anxious
.
“
Ha
!
”
he
cried
,
“
the
charm
has
brought
you
back
!
I
have
prayed
to
it
daily
these
nine
months
—
and
now
you
are
here
?
Have
you
no
magic
that
can
help
?
”
“
What
is
your
need
?
”
asked
the
Egyptian
quietly
.
“
I
need
a
great
wave
that
shall
whelm
away
the
foreign
ship
that
follows
us
.
A
month
ago
it
lay
in
wait
for
us
,
by
the
pillars
of
the
gods
,
and
it
follows
,
follows
,
to
find
out
the
secret
of
Tyre
—
the
place
of
the
Tin
Islands
.
If
I
could
steer
by
night
I
could
escape
them
yet
,
but
tonight
there
will
be
no
stars
.
”
“
My
magic
will
not
serve
you
here
,
”
said
the
Egyptian
.
But
Robert
said
,
“
My
magic
will
not
bring
up
great
waves
,
but
I
can
show
you
how
to
steer
without
stars
.
”
He
took
out
the
shilling
compass
,
still
,
fortunately
,
in
working
order
,
that
he
had
bought
off
another
boy
at
school
for
fivepence
,
a
piece
of
indiarubber
,
a
strip
of
whalebone
,
and
half
a
stick
of
red
sealing‐wax
.
And
he
showed
Pheles
how
it
worked
.
And
Pheles
wondered
at
the
compass’s
magic
truth
.
“
I
will
give
it
to
you
,
”
Robert
said
,
“
in
return
for
that
charm
about
your
neck
.
”
Pheles
made
no
answer
.
He
first
laughed
,
snatched
the
compass
from
Robert’s
hand
,
and
turned
away
still
laughing
.
“
Be
comforted
,
”
the
Priest
whispered
,
“
our
time
will
come
.
”
The
dusk
deepened
,
and
Pheles
,
crouched
beside
a
dim
lantern
,
steered
by
the
shilling
compass
from
the
Crystal
Palace
.
No
one
ever
knew
how
the
other
ship
sailed
,
but
suddenly
,
in
the
deep
night
,
the
look‐out
man
at
the
stern
cried
out
in
a
terrible
voice
—
“
She
is
close
upon
us
!
”
“
And
we
,
”
said
Pheles
,
“
are
close
to
the
harbour
.
”
He
was
silent
a
moment
,
then
suddenly
he
altered
the
ship’s
course
,
and
then
he
stood
up
and
spoke
.
“
Good
friends
and
gentlemen
,
”
he
said
,
“
who
are
bound
with
me
in
this
brave
venture
by
our
King’s
command
,
the
false
,
foreign
ship
is
close
on
our
heels
.
If
we
land
,
they
land
,
and
only
the
gods
know
whether
they
might
not
beat
us
in
fight
,
and
themselves
survive
to
carry
back
the
tale
of
Tyre’s
secret
island
to
enrich
their
own
miserable
land
.
Shall
this
be
?
”
“
Never
!
”
cried
the
half‐dozen
men
near
him
.
The
slaves
were
rowing
hard
below
and
could
not
hear
his
words
.
The
Egyptian
leaped
upon
him
;
suddenly
,
fiercely
,
as
a
wild
beast
leaps
.
“
Give
me
back
my
Amulet
,
”
he
cried
,
and
caught
at
the
charm
.
The
chain
that
held
it
snapped
,
and
it
lay
in
the
Priest’s
hand
.
Pheles
laughed
,
standing
balanced
to
the
leap
of
the
ship
that
answered
the
oarstroke
.
“
This
is
no
time
for
charms
and
mummeries
,
”
he
said
.
“
We’ve
lived
like
men
,
and
we’ll
die
like
gentlemen
for
the
honour
and
glory
of
Tyre
,
our
splendid
city
.
‘Tyre
,
Tyre
for
ever
!
It’s
Tyre
that
rules
the
waves.’
I
steer
her
straight
for
the
Dragon
rocks
,
and
we
go
down
for
our
city
,
as
brave
men
should
.
The
creeping
cowards
who
follow
shall
go
down
as
slaves
—
and
slaves
they
shall
be
to
us
—
when
we
live
again
.
Tyre
,
Tyre
for
ever
!
”
A
great
shout
went
up
,
and
the
slaves
below
joined
in
it
.
“
Quick
,
the
Amulet
,
”
cried
Anthea
,
and
held
it
up
.
Rekh‐marā
held
up
the
one
he
had
snatched
from
Pheles
.
The
word
was
spoken
,
and
the
two
great
arches
grew
on
the
plunging
ship
in
the
shrieking
wind
under
the
dark
sky
.
From
each
Amulet
a
great
and
beautiful
green
light
streamed
and
shone
far
out
over
the
waves
.
It
illuminated
,
too
,
the
black
faces
and
jagged
teeth
of
the
great
rocks
that
lay
not
two
ships’
lengths
from
the
boat’s
peaked
nose
.
“
Tyre
,
Tyre
for
ever
!
It’s
Tyre
that
rules
the
waves
!
”
the
voices
of
the
doomed
rose
in
a
triumphant
shout
.
The
children
scrambled
through
the
arch
,
and
stood
trembling
and
blinking
in
the
Fitzroy
Street
parlour
,
and
in
their
ears
still
sounded
the
whistle
of
the
wind
,
and
the
rattle
of
the
oars
,
the
crash
of
the
ship’s
bow
on
the
rocks
,
and
the
last
shout
of
the
brave
gentlemen‐adventurers
who
went
to
their
deaths
singing
,
for
the
sake
of
the
city
they
loved
.
“
And
so
we’ve
lost
the
other
half
of
the
Amulet
again
,
”
said
Anthea
,
when
they
had
told
the
Psammead
all
about
it
.
“
Nonsense
,
pooh
!
”
said
the
Psammead
.
“
that
wasn’t
the
other
half
.
It
was
the
same
half
that
you’ve
got
—
the
one
that
wasn’t
crushed
and
lost
.
”
“
But
how
could
it
be
the
same
?
”
said
Anthea
gently
.
“
Well
,
not
exactly
,
of
course
.
The
one
you’ve
got
is
a
good
many
years
older
,
but
at
any
rate
it’s
not
the
other
one
.
What
did
you
say
when
you
wished
?
”
“
I
forget
,
”
said
Jane
.
“
I
don’t
,
”
said
the
Psammead
.
“
You
said
,
‘Take
us
where
you
are’
—
and
it
did
,
so
you
see
it
was
the
same
half
.
”
“
I
see
,
”
said
Anthea
.
“
But
you
mark
my
words
,
”
the
Psammead
went
on
,
“
you’ll
have
trouble
with
that
Priest
yet
.
”
“
Why
,
he
was
quite
friendly
,
”
said
Anthea
.
“
All
the
same
you’d
better
beware
of
the
Reverend
Rekh‐marā
.
”
“
Oh
,
I’m
sick
of
the
Amulet
,
”
said
Cyril
,
“
we
shall
never
get
it
.
”
“
Oh
yes
we
shall
,
”
said
Robert
.
“
Don’t
you
remember
December
3rd
?
”
“
Jinks
!
”
said
Cyril
,
“
I’d
forgotten
that
.
”
“
I
don’t
believe
it
,
”
said
Jane
,
“
and
I
don’t
feel
at
all
well
.
”
“
If
I
were
you
,
”
said
the
Psammead
,
“
I
should
not
go
out
into
the
Past
again
till
that
date
.
You’ll
find
it
safer
not
to
go
where
you’re
likely
to
meet
that
Egyptian
any
more
just
at
present
.
”
“
Of
course
we’ll
do
as
you
say
,
”
said
Anthea
soothingly
,
“
though
there’s
something
about
his
face
that
I
really
do
like
.
”
“
Still
,
you
don’t
want
to
run
after
him
,
I
suppose
,
”
snapped
the
Psammead
.
“
You
wait
till
the
3rd
,
and
then
see
what
happens
.
”
Cyril
and
Jane
were
feeling
far
from
well
,
Anthea
was
always
obliging
,
so
Robert
was
overruled
.
And
they
promised
.
And
none
of
them
,
not
even
the
Psammead
,
at
all
foresaw
,
as
you
no
doubt
do
quite
plainly
,
exactly
what
it
was
that
would
happen
on
that
memorable
date
.
CHAPTER
XIV
THE
HEART’S
DESIRE
IF
I
only
had
time
I
could
tell
you
lots
of
things
.
For
instance
,
how
,
in
spite
of
the
advice
of
the
Psammead
,
the
four
children
did
,
one
very
wet
day
,
go
through
their
Amulet
Arch
into
the
golden
desert
,
and
there
find
the
great
Temple
of
Baalbec
and
meet
with
the
Phœnix
whom
they
never
thought
to
see
again
.
And
how
the
Phœnix
did
not
remember
them
at
all
until
it
went
into
a
sort
of
prophetic
trance
—
if
that
can
be
called
remembering
.
But
,
alas
!
I
haven’t
time
,
so
I
must
leave
all
that
out
though
it
was
a
wonderfully
thrilling
adventure
.
I
must
leave
out
,
too
,
all
about
the
visit
of
the
children
to
the
Hippodrome
with
the
Psammead
in
its
travelling
bag
,
and
about
how
the
wishes
of
the
people
round
about
them
were
granted
so
suddenly
and
surprisingly
that
at
last
the
Psammead
had
to
be
taken
hurriedly
home
by
Anthea
,
who
consequently
missed
half
the
performance
.
Then
there
was
the
time
when
,
Nurse
having
gone
to
tea
with
a
friend
out
Ivalunk
way
,
they
were
playing
“
devil
in
the
dark
”
—
and
in
the
midst
of
that
most
creepy
pastime
the
postman’s
knock
frightened
Jane
nearly
out
of
her
life
.
She
took
in
the
letters
,
however
,
and
put
them
in
the
back
of
the
hat‐stand
drawer
,
so
that
they
should
be
safe
.
And
safe
they
were
,
for
she
never
thought
of
them
again
for
weeks
and
weeks
.
One
really
good
thing
happened
when
they
took
the
Psammead
to
a
magic‐lantern
show
and
lecture
at
the
boys’
school
at
Camden
Town
.
The
lecture
was
all
about
our
soldiers
in
South
Africa
.
And
the
lecturer
ended
up
by
saying
,
“
And
I
hope
every
boy
in
this
room
has
in
his
heart
the
seeds
of
courage
and
heroism
and
self‐sacrifice
,
and
I
wish
that
every
one
of
you
may
grow
up
to
be
noble
and
brave
and
unselfish
,
worthy
citizens
of
this
great
Empire
for
whom
our
soldiers
have
freely
given
their
lives
.
”
And
,
of
course
,
this
came
true
—
which
was
a
distinct
score
for
Camden
Town
.
As
Anthea
said
,
it
was
unlucky
that
the
lecturer
said
boys
,
because
now
she
and
Jane
would
have
to
be
noble
and
unselfish
,
if
at
all
,
without
any
outside
help
.
But
Jane
said
,
“
I
daresay
we
are
already
because
of
our
beautiful
natures
.
It’s
only
boys
that
have
to
be
made
brave
by
magic
”
—
which
nearly
led
to
a
first‐class
row
.
And
I
daresay
you
would
like
to
know
all
about
the
affair
of
the
fishing
rod
,
and
the
fish‐hooks
,
and
the
cook
next
door
—
which
was
amusing
from
some
points
of
view
,
though
not
perhaps
the
cook’s
—
but
there
really
is
no
time
even
for
that
.
The
only
thing
that
there’s
time
to
tell
about
is
the
Adventure
of
Maskelyne
and
Cooke’s
,
and
the
Unexpected
Apparition
—
which
is
also
the
beginning
of
the
end
.
It
was
Nurse
who
broke
into
the
gloomy
music
of
the
autumn
rain
on
the
window
panes
by
suggesting
a
visit
to
the
Egyptian
Hall
,
England’s
Home
of
Mystery
.
Though
they
had
good
,
but
private
reasons
to
know
that
their
own
particular
personal
mystery
was
of
a
very
different
brand
,
the
four
all
brightened
at
the
idea
.
All
children
,
as
well
as
a
good
many
grown‐ups
,
love
conjuring
.
“
It’s
in
Piccadilly
,
”
said
old
Nurse
,
carefully
counting
out
the
proper
number
of
shillings
into
Cyril’s
hand
,
“
not
so
very
far
down
on
the
left
from
the
Circus
.
There’s
big
pillars
outside
,
something
like
Carter’s
seed
place
in
Holborn
,
as
used
to
be
Day
and
Martin’s
blacking
when
I
was
a
gell
.
And
something
like
Euston
Station
,
only
not
so
big
.
”
“
Yes
,
I
know
,
”
said
everybody
.
So
they
started
.
But
though
they
walked
along
the
left‐hand
side
of
Piccadilly
they
saw
no
pillared
building
that
was
at
all
like
Carter’s
seed
warehouse
or
Euston
Station
or
England’s
Home
of
Mystery
as
they
remembered
it
.
At
last
they
stopped
a
hurried
lady
,
and
asked
her
the
way
to
Maskelyne
and
Cooke’s
.
“
I
don’t
know
,
I’m
sure
,
”
she
said
,
pushing
past
them
.
“
I
always
shop
at
the
Stores
.
”
Which
just
shows
,
as
Jane
said
,
how
ignorant
grown‐up
people
are
.
It
was
a
policeman
who
at
last
explained
to
them
that
England’s
Mysteries
are
now
appropriately
enough
enacted
at
St
George’s
Hall
.
So
they
tramped
to
Langham
Place
,
and
missed
the
first
two
items
in
the
programme
.
But
they
were
in
time
for
the
most
wonderful
magic
appearances
and
disappearances
,
which
they
could
hardly
believe
—
even
with
all
their
knowledge
of
a
larger
magic
—
was
not
really
magic
after
all
.
“
If
only
the
Babylonians
could
have
seen
this
conjuring
,
”
whispered
Cyril
.
“
It
takes
the
shine
out
of
their
old
conjurer
,
doesn’t
it
?
”
“
Hush
!
”
said
Anthea
and
several
other
members
of
the
audience
.
Now
there
was
a
vacant
seat
next
to
Robert
.
And
it
was
when
all
eyes
were
fixed
on
the
stage
where
Mr
Devant
was
pouring
out
glasses
of
all
sorts
of
different
things
to
drink
,
out
of
one
kettle
with
one
spout
,
and
the
audience
were
delightedly
tasting
them
,
that
Robert
felt
some
one
in
that
vacant
seat
.
He
did
not
feel
some
one
sit
down
in
it
.
It
was
just
that
one
moment
there
was
no
one
sitting
there
,
and
the
next
moment
,
suddenly
,
there
was
some
one
.
Robert
turned
.
The
some
one
who
had
suddenly
filled
that
empty
place
was
Rekh‐marā
,
the
Priest
of
Amen
!
Though
the
eyes
of
the
audience
were
fixed
on
Mr
David
Devant
,
Mr
David
Devant’s
eyes
were
fixed
on
the
audience
.
And
it
happened
that
his
eyes
were
more
particularly
fixed
on
that
empty
chair
.
So
that
he
saw
quite
plainly
the
sudden
appearance
,
from
nowhere
,
of
the
Egyptian
Priest
.
“
A
jolly
good
trick
,
”
he
said
to
himself
,
“
and
worked
under
my
own
eyes
,
in
my
own
hall
.
I’ll
find
out
how
that’s
done
.
”
He
had
never
seen
a
trick
that
he
could
not
do
himself
if
he
tried
.
By
this
time
a
good
many
eyes
in
the
audience
had
turned
on
the
clean‐shaven
,
curiously‐dressed
figure
of
the
Egyptian
Priest
.
“
Ladies
and
gentlemen
,
”
said
Mr
Devant
,
rising
to
the
occasion
,
“
this
is
a
trick
I
have
never
before
performed
.
The
empty
seat
,
third
from
the
end
,
second
row
,
gallery
—
you
will
now
find
occupied
by
an
Ancient
Egyptian
,
warranted
genuine
.
”
He
little
knew
how
true
his
words
were
.
And
now
all
eyes
were
turned
on
the
Priest
and
the
children
,
and
the
whole
audience
,
after
a
moment’s
breathless
surprise
,
shouted
applause
.
Only
the
lady
on
the
other
side
of
Rekh‐marā
drew
back
a
little
.
She
knew
no
one
had
passed
her
,
and
,
as
she
said
later
,
over
tea
and
cold
tongue
,
“
it
was
that
sudden
it
made
her
flesh
creep
.
”
Rekh‐marā
seemed
very
much
annoyed
at
the
notice
he
was
exciting
.
“
Come
out
of
this
crowd
,
”
he
whispered
to
Robert
.
“
I
must
talk
with
you
apart
.
”
“
Oh
,
no
,
”
Jane
whispered
.
“
I
did
so
want
to
see
the
Mascot
Moth
,
and
the
Ventriloquist
.
”
“
How
did
you
get
here
?
”
was
Robert’s
return
whisper
.
“
How
did
you
get
to
Egypt
and
to
Tyre
?
”
retorted
Rekh‐marā
.
“
Come
,
let
us
leave
this
crowd
.
”
“
There’s
no
help
for
it
,
I
suppose
,
”
Robert
shrugged
angrily
.
But
they
all
got
up
.
“
Confederates
!
”
said
a
man
in
the
row
behind
.
“
Now
they
go
round
to
the
back
and
take
part
in
the
next
scene
.
”
“
I
wish
we
did
,
”
said
Robert
.
“
Confederate
yourself
!
”
said
Cyril
.
And
so
they
got
away
,
the
audience
applauding
to
the
last
.
In
the
vestibule
of
St
George’s
Hall
they
disguised
Rekh‐marā
as
well
as
they
could
,
but
