elizabethpeters.thegoldenone-第43节
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I put together a little parcel for Yusuf； some of his favorite tobacco and a freshly baked assortment of Fatima's honey cakes； of which he was fond。 I also took my medical kit。 The others had gone by the time I had collected everything I needed。 Emerson and I were soon on our way； but as we turned the horses onto the path that led by the tombs on the lower part of the hill of Sheikh Abd el Gurneh； I saw something that made me bring my little mare to a rude halt。
〃Emerson！ Look there！〃
Where she had e from I could not tell … one of the tombs； perhaps … but the outlines of that trim figure were unmistakable。 Only a few women in Luxor wore boots and divided skirts and only one other woman wore a belt jangling with objects。
Emerson； who had also stopped； let out an oath。 〃After her！〃 he exclaimed。
〃Not so fast； my dear。 We must follow at a distance and ascertain where she is going … and why。 She has been in the village； if Yusuf admitted his intention of turning Jamil in； she may be on her way to warn him。〃
〃Damnation；〃 said Emerson。 〃How could she 。 。 。 Well； we will soon find out。〃
He had dismounted as he spoke。 Hailing one of the villagers； he said； 〃Give me your galabeeyah。〃
〃But； Father of Curses；〃 the fellow began。
〃Hand it over； I say。〃 Emerson dispensed baksheesh with so lavish a hand that he was instantly obeyed。 The jingle of coins attracted several other men。 One of them was willing to part with his outer garment too。 （I had selected the shortest and cleanest of them。）
Jumana was almost out of sight by then； trotting along with the agility I knew so well； but the delay had been necessary； she would have spotted us instantly if we had been in our usual clothing and on horseback。 We got into our impromptu disguises； left the horses with one of the men； and hastened after the girl。
〃She's heading back toward our house；〃 Emerson said； looking uneasy。 〃Perhaps we are wrong； Peabody。 She may have been paying a duty call on her father。〃
〃Don't be such a sentimentalist； Emerson。 She admitted she hadn't spoken to him for months … and why would she not tell us of her intentions； if they were innocent？ She has deliberately deceived me； the treacherous little creature。〃
The truth of this soon became apparent。 Shoulders hunched and bent； as if to make herself less conspicuous； Jumana cut off onto a rough track that wound around houses and hills toward the western cliffs south of Deir el Bahri。 Once or twice she glanced over her shoulder。 She must have seen us； but evidently our clumsy disguises were good enough to deceive； for she went on without pausing； scrambling nimbly up the rising slope at the base of the cliffs。 I could see the temple； below and to our right； as we climbed； the colonnades and tumbled stones shone in the morning light。
Quickly as the girl moved； Emerson kept up without difficulty； his breathing even； his stride slower than his usual pace。 Since my lower limbs were not much longer than Jumana's； I had to trot。
〃Where the devil is she going？〃 I panted。 〃Curse the girl …〃
〃Save your breath；〃 Emerson advised； offering me his hand。 〃By Gad； Peabody； you don't suppose 。 。 。 That's where she's headed； though。〃
With the help of his strong arm I found the going easier； and was able to look about。 I knew the place well。 The previous year we had removed the golden statue of the god Amon…Re from its hidden shrine at the back of a shallow bay。 Jamil was the original discoverer of that place。 Could he have selected it as his hiding place？ The shaft that led down to a small chamber cut out of the rock was only eight feet deep and it was unlikely that anyone would go there； the Gurnawis knew we had cleared the place of everything it contained。
Jumana stopped； her back to us； in the mouth of the little bay。 Her head turned from side to side。 Emerson pulled me down behind a heap of detritus。 We dared not risk going closer； we were only twenty feet from Jumana； and there was no one else in sight。
She called out。 〃Jamil； are you there？〃 Her voice cracked with nervousness。
I heard nothing。 She called again； 〃I am ing。〃
〃We've got him now；〃 Emerson whispered。 〃Let's go。〃
When I got to my feet； Jumana was no longer in sight。 Emerson ran toward the opening of the bay。 I ran after him。
The declivity was shallow and the morning sun shone directly into it。 At its far end the shaft we had cleared gaped open； a black square against the rock。 There was no sign of Jumana。
〃Where is she？〃 I demanded。
〃Never mind her。 He can't have got out； there wasn't time。〃 Kneeling on the rubble…strewn ground； Emerson took out his torch and shone it down into the shaft。
It was as empty as we had left it； and that in itself was confirmation of our theory。 Sand and pebbles would have partially filled it unless someone had kept it clear。 In the light of the torch I saw additional confirmation： a rough but sturdy wooden ladder。
Before I could stop him； Emerson； disdaining the ladder； had lowered himself by his hands and dropped； landing with a thump of booted feet。 Jamil must have heard that； even if he had not heard the sound of our approach。
〃Damnation； Emerson；〃 I exclaimed。 〃Wait for me！〃
He had already proceeded into the short passage that led to the chamber。 The roof was low； he would have to bend over； which would put his head at a particularly convenient level … convenient for a blow； that is … when he emerged。 I dropped my parasol into the shaft and descended the ladder。 Snatching up the parasol； I proceeded quickly into the passageway。
There was light at the end of it； but I could hear nothing； which did not lessen my anxiety； already Emerson might be unconscious and bleeding。 I removed my little gun from my pocket。
It was plucked from my hand the moment I reached the end of the passage。
〃I knew you'd be waving that damned pistol；〃 Emerson remarked； helping me to rise。 〃He's not here； Peabody。 He's been here； though。〃
He shone his torch round the small chamber。 A pile of rugs； forming a rough pallet； tins of food； jars of water； and 。 。 。 I lifted the saucer that covered one of them。 Beer。 He had made himself fortable。
〃He has eluded us again；〃 I said angrily。 〃How could she have warned him？〃
〃Obviously he was not in residence；〃 Emerson replied。 〃That's all to the good； Peabody； if he wasn't here he can't have seen us。 He will e back eventually … it's a cozy little den； isn't it？ We'll go for the others and stake the place out。 Once I get my hands on that girl I will make certain she cannot warn him。〃 His large square teeth； bared in a snarl； shone white in the torchlight。
〃Let us go；〃 I said uneasily。 〃I am not at all fortable here； Emerson。〃
〃One of your famous premonitions？〃 He chuckled； but perhaps he had one； too； for he added； 〃I'll go first。〃
He waited in the shaft while I crawled through the passage。
The ladder was no longer there。
Before I could stop him； Emerson reached up and gripped the rim of the shaft with both hands。 The muscles on his bare forearms tightened as he prepared to pull himself up。
〃Watch out！〃 I shrieked； an instant too late。 The heavy stick struck Emerson's arm； causing him to loosen his grip and fall down。 I had heard the bone crack。
A trifle unnerved； I took out my pistol and fired twice。 The bullets went ricocheting round the walls。 The only response was a laugh。 I had heard that laugh before； in the Gabbanat el…Qirud。
〃A waste of ammunition；〃 remarked Emerson； who was sitting on the floor with his back against the wall； cradling his left arm with his right。 His face shone with perspiration。
〃Don't move your arm；〃 I ordered； fumbling with the implements hanging from my belt。 〃Confound it！ From now on I will carry some bits of wood with me。 Why did we clear the place so thoroughly？ There is nothing to serve as a splint。 I will go and …〃
〃Don't even think of it； Peabody。 I might be able to lift you up with one arm； but as soon as your head is within range； he'll strike。 He's got us in a pretty pickle； my dear。〃
〃He cannot stay there all day；〃 I said； and ducked my head as a rain of small stones descended。
〃He appears to have another plan in mind；〃 Emerson said coolly。 More rocks fell； including a fist…sized boulder。 It landed on my head； which was quite painful； since I was not wearing my pith helmet。 〃We had better get back into the tunnel；〃 Emerson continued。
I rigged up a rough sling with my shirt； fastening it in place with safety pins from my sewing kit。 It was the best I could do in a hurry。 If we stayed where we were； one of us would be brained by a boulder eventually。 It took Jamil a little while to get his next load of rocks collected； we made it into the passage before another shower descended。
〃Well！〃 I said； drawing a deep breath。 〃Now we have time to think of a plan。〃
〃Go right ahead；〃 said Emerson through tightly set lips。 〃At the moment my mind is a blank。〃
〃And no wonder； my dear。 I am sure you are in considerable pain。 Have a little brandy。〃
〃My disfort is more mental than physical；〃 Emerson muttered； but he accepted the brandy and took a long swallow。 〃Peabody； this is ridiculous。 We've been in uglier places before； with opponents far more dangerous than that mi
