The Green Mummy - Page 4/191

"You shall be Queen of the Earth, darling, and walk alone."

"How dull! I would much rather walk with you. And that reminds me that

dinner is waiting. Let us take the short cut home through the village.

On the way you can tell me exactly how you bought me from my step-father

for one thousand pounds."

Archie Hope frowned at the incurable obstinacy of the sex. "I didn't buy

you, dearest: how many times do you wish me to deny a sale which never

took place? I merely obtained your step-father's consent to our marriage

in the near future."

"As if he had anything to do with my marriage, being only my

step-father, and having, in my eyes, no authority. In what way did you

get his consent--his unnecessary consent," she repeated with emphasis.

Of course it was waste of breath to argue with a woman who had made up

her mind. The two began to walk towards the village along the causeway,

and Hope cleared his throat to explain--patiently as to a child.

"You know that your step-father--Professor Braddock--is crazy on the

subject of mummies?"

Lucy nodded in her pretty wilful way. "He is an Egyptologist."

"Quite so, but less famous and rich than he should be, considering his

knowledge of dry-as-dust antiquities. Well, then, to make a long story

short, he told me that he greatly desired to examine into the difference

between the Egyptians and the Peruvians, with regard to the embalming of

the dead."

"I always thought that he was too fond of Egypt to bother about any

other country," said Lucy sapiently.

"My dear, it isn't the country he cares about, but the civilization of

the past. The Incas embalmed their dead, as did the Egyptians, and

in some way the Professor heard of a Royal Mummy, swathed in green

bandages--so he described it to me."

"It should be called an Irish mummy," said Lucy flippantly. "Well?"

"This mummy is in possession of a man at Malta, and Professor Braddock,

hearing that it was for sale for one thousand pounds--"

"Oh!" interrupted the girl vivaciously, "so this was why father sent

Sidney Bolton away six weeks ago?"

"Yes. As you know, Bolton is your step-father's assistant, and is as

crazy as the Professor on the subject of Egypt. I asked the Professor if

he would allow me to marry you--"

"Quite unnecessary," interpolated Lucy briskly.

Archie passed over the remark to evade an argument.