When Pharos had ordered me to drink the stuff he had poured out, we were standing3 before the Sphinx at Gizeh; now, when I opened my eyes, I was back once more in my bedroom at the hotel in Cairo. Brilliant sunshine was streaming in through the jalousies, and I could hear footsteps in the corridor outside. At first I felt inclined to treat the whole as a dream; but the marks upon my hands, made when I had beaten them on the rough walls of that terrible chamber4 in the Pyramid, soon showed me the futility6 of so doing. I remembered how I had run round and round that dreadful place in search of a way out, and the horror of the recollection was sufficient to bring a cold sweat out once more upon my forehead. Strange to say, I mean strange in the light of all that has transpired8 since, the memory of the threat Pharos had used to me caused me no uneasiness, and yet, permeating9 my whole being, was a loathing10 for him and a haunting fear that was beyond description in words. This dislike was the outcome not so much of a physical animosity, if I may so designate it, as of a peculiar11 description of supernatural fear. Reason with myself as I would I could not get rid of the belief that the man was more than he pretended to be, that there was some link between him and the Unseen which it was impossible for me to understand. Arguing with myself in this way I was the more disposed to believe in the vision of the preceding night.
On consulting my watch I was amazed to find that it wanted only a few minutes of ten o’clock. I sprang from my bed, and a moment later came within an ace7 of measuring my length upon the floor. What occasioned this weakness I could not tell, but the fact remains that I was as feeble as a little child. The room spun12 round and round until I became so giddy that I was compelled to clutch at a table for support. What was even stranger, I was conscious of a sharp pricking13 on my left arm a little above the elbow, which eventually became so sharp that it could be felt not only on the tips of my fingers but for some distance down my side. To examine the place was the work of a moment. On the fleshy part of the arm, three inches or so above the elbow, was a small spot, such as might have been made by some sharp pointed14 instrument, a hypodermic syringe for instance, and which was fast changing from a pale pink to a purple hue15. My wonderment was increased when I discovered that the spot itself, and the flesh surrounding it for more than an inch, was incapable16 of sensation. I puzzled my brains in vain to account for its presence there. I could not remember scratching myself with anything in my room, nor could I discover that the coat I bad worn on the preceding evening showed any signs of a puncture17.
After a few moments the feeling of weakness which had seized me when I first left my bed wore off. I accordingly dressed myself with as much despatch18 as I could put into the operation, and my toilet being completed, left my room and went in search of the Fr?ulein Valerie. To my disappointment she was not visible. I, however, discovered Pharos seated in the veranda19, in the full glare of the morning sun, with the monkey, Pehtes, on his knee. For once he was in the very best of tempers. Indeed, since I had first made his acquaintance I never remembered to have known him so merry. At a sign I seated myself beside him.
“My friend,” he began, “I am rejoiced to see you. Permit me to inform you that you had a narrow escape last night. However, since you are up and about this morning I presume you are feeling none the worse for it.”
I described the fit of vertigo20 which had overtaken me when I rose from my bed, and went on to question him as to what had happened after I had become unconscious on the preceding night.
“I assure you you came very near being a lost man,” he answered. “As good luck had it I had not left the Pyramid and so heard you cry for help, otherwise you might be in the Queen’s Hall at this minute. You were unconscious when we found you, and you had not recovered by the time we reached home again.”
“Not recovered?” I cried in amazement21. “But I walked out of the Pyramid unassisted, and accompanied you across the sands to the Sphinx, where you gave me something to drink and made me see a vision.”
Pharos gazed incredulously at me.
“My dear fellow, you must have dreamed it,” he said. “After all you had gone through it is scarcely likely I should have permitted you to walk, while as for the vision you speak of — well, I must leave that to your own common sense. If necessary my servants will testify to the difficulty we experienced in getting you out of the Pyramid, while the very fact that you yourself have no recollection of the homeward journey would help to corroborate22 what I say.”
This was all very plausible23; at the same time I was far from being convinced. I knew my man too well by this time to believe that because he denied any knowledge of the circumstance in question he was really as innocent as he was plainly anxious I should think him. The impression the vision, for I shall always call it by that name, had made upon me was still clear and distinct in my mind. I closed my eyes and once more saw the street filled with that strangely dressed crowd, which drew back on either hand to make a way for the disgraced Magician to pass through. It was all so real, and yet, as I am compelled to confess, so improbable, that I scarcely know what to think. Before I could come to any satisfactory decision Pharos turned to me again.
“Whatever your condition last night may have been,” he said, “it is plain you are better this morning, and I am rejoiced to see it, for the reason I have made arrangements to complete the business which has brought us here. Had you not been well enough to travel I should have been compelled to leave you behind.”
I searched his face for an explanation.
“The mummy?” I asked.
“Exactly,” he replied. “The mummy. We leave Cairo this afternoon for Luxor. I have made the necessary arrangements, and we join the steamer at midday, that is to say in about two hours’ time.”
I inquired after the Fr?ulein Valerie, whom I had not yet seen, whereupon Pharos informed me that she had gone to her cabin to prepare for the excursion up the Nile.
“And now, Mr. Forrester,” he said, rising from his chair and returning the monkey to his place of shelter in the breast of his coat, “if I were you I should follow her example. It will be necessary for us to start as punctually as possible.”
Sharp on the stroke of twelve a carriage made its appearance at the door of the hotel. The Fr?ulein Valerie, Pharos, and myself took our places in it, the gigantic Arab whom I had seen at the Pyramid on the preceding night, and who I was quite certain had held my arms when Pharos compelled me to drink the potion before the Sphinx, took his place beside the driver, and we set off along the road to Bulak en route to the Embabeh. Having reached this, one of the most characteristic spots in Cairo, we made our way along the bank toward a landing-stage, beside which a handsome steamer was moored24. If anything had been wanting to convince me of the respect felt for Pharos by the Arabs, I should have found it in the behaviour of the crew of this vessel25. Had he been imbued26 with the powers of life and death, they could scarcely have stood in greater awe27 of him.
Our party being on board, there was no occasion for any further delay, consequently, as soon as we had reached the upper deck, the ropes were cast off, and with prodigious28 fuss the steamer made her way out into mid5 stream, and began the voyage which was destined29 to end in such a strange fashion for all our party.
Full as my life had been of extraordinary circumstances during the last few weeks, I am not certain that my feelings as I stood upon the deck of the steamer while she made her way up stream, passed the Khedive’s Palace, the Kasr-en-Nil barracks, Kasr-el-Ain, the Island of Rodah, and Gizeh, did not eclipse them. Our vessel was a most luxurious30 one, and to charter her must have cost Pharos a pretty penny. Immediately we got under way the latter departed to his cabin, while the Fr?ulein Valerie and I stood side by side under the awning31, watching the fast-changing landscape in silence. The day was hot, with scarcely a breath of wind to cool the air. Ever since the first week in June the Nile had been rising, and was now running a swift and muddy river only a few feet below the level of her banks. I looked at my companion, and as I did so thought of all that we had been through together in the short time we had known each other. Less than a month before, Pharos and I had to all intents and purposes been strangers, and Valerie and I had not met at all. Now I was embarking32 on a voyage up the Nile in their company, and for what purpose? To restore the body of Merenptah’s Chief Magician to the tomb from which it had been taken by my own father nearly twenty years before. Could anything have seemed more unlikely, and yet could anything have been more true? Amiable33 as were my relations with my host at present, there was a feeling deep down in my heart that troublous times lay ahead of us. The explanation Pharos had given me of what had occurred on the preceding night had been plausible enough, as I have said, and yet I was far from being convinced by it. There were only two things open to me to believe. Either he had stood over me saying, “For the future you are mine to do with as I please; you will have no will but my pleasure, no thought but to act as I shall tell you,” or I had dreamed it. When I had taxed him with it some hours before, he had laughed at me, and had told me to attribute it all to the excited condition of my brain. But the feeling of reality with which it had inspired me was, I felt sure, too strong for it to have been imaginary; and yet, do what I would, I could not throw off the unpleasant belief that, however much I might attempt to delude34 myself to the contrary, I was in reality more deeply in his power than I fancied myself to be.
One thing struck me most forcibly, and that was the fact that now we were away from Cairo, the Fr?ulein Valerie was in better spirits than I had yet seen her. Glad as I was, however, to find her happier, the knowledge of her cheerfulness, for some reason or another, chilled and even disappointed me. Yet, Heaven knows, had I been asked, I must have confessed that I should have been even more miserable35 had she been unhappy. When I joined them at lunch I was convinced that I was a discordant36 note. I was thoroughly37 out of humour, not only with myself, but with the world in general, and the fit had not left me when I made my way up to the deck again.
Downcast as I was, however, I could not repress an exclamation38 of pleasure at the scene I saw before me when I reached it. In the afternoon light the view, usually so uninviting, was picturesque39 in the extreme. Palm groves40 decorated either bank, with here and there an Arab village peering from among them, while, as if to afford a fitting background, in the distance could be seen the faint outline of the Libyan Hills. At any other time I should have been unable to contain myself until I had made a sketch41 of it; now, however, while it impressed me with its beauty, it only served to remind me of the association in which I found myself. The centre of the promenade42 deck, immediately abaft43 the funnel44, was arranged somewhat in the fashion of a sitting-room45, with a carpet, easy-chairs, a sofa, and corresponding luxuries. I seated myself in one of the chairs, and was still idly watching the country through which we were passing, when Pharos made his appearance from below, carrying the monkey Pehtes in his arms, and seated himself beside me. It was plain that he was still in a contented46 frame of mind, and his opening speech, when he addressed me, showed that he had no intention of permitting me to be in anything else.
“My dear Forrester,” he said in what was intended to be a conciliatory tone, “I feel sure you have something upon your mind that is worrying you. Is it possible you are still brooding over what you said to me this morning? Remember you are my guest; I am responsible for your happiness. I can not permit you to wear such an expression of melancholy47. Pray tell me your trouble, and if I can help you in any way, rest assured I shall only be too glad to do so.”
“I am afraid, after the explanation you gave me this morning, that it is impossible for you to help me,” I answered. “To tell the truth, I have been worrying over what happened last night, and the more I think of it the less able I am to understand.”
“What is it you find difficult to understand?” he inquired. “I thought we were agreed on the subject when we spoke48 of it this morning.”
“Not as far as I am concerned,” I replied. “And if you will consider for a moment, I fancy you will understand why. As I told you then, I have the best possible recollection of all that befell me in the Pyramid, and of the fright I sustained in that terrible room. I remember your coming to my assistance, and I am as convinced that, when my senses returned to me, I followed you down the passage, out into the open air, and across the sands to a spot before the Sphinx, where you gave me some strange concoction49 to drink, as I am that I am now sitting on this deck beside you.”
“And I assure you with equal sincerity50 that it is all a delusion,” he replied. “You must have dreamed the whole thing. Now I come to think of it, I do remember that you said something about a vision which I enabled you to see. Perhaps, as your memory is so keen on the subject, you may be able to give me some idea of its nature.”
I accordingly described what I had seen. From the way he hung upon my words it was evident that the subject interested him more than he cared to confess. Indeed, when I had finished he gave a little gasp51 that was plainly one of relief, though why he should have been so I could not understand.
“And the man you saw coming through the crowd, this Ptahmes, what was he like? Did you recognise him? Should you know his face again?”
“I scarcely know how to tell you,” I answered diffidently, a doubt as to whether I had really seen the vision I had described coming over me for the first time, now that I was brought face to face with the assertion I was about to make. “It seems so impossible, and I am weak enough to feel that I should not like you to think I am jesting. The truth of the matter is, the face of the disgraced Magician was none other than your own. You were Ptahmes, the man who walked with his face covered with his mantle52, and before whom the crowd drew back as if they feared him, and yet hated him the more because they did so.”
“The slaves, the craven curs!” muttered Pharos fiercely to himself, suddenly oblivious53 to my presence, his sunken eyes looking out across the water, but I am convinced seeing nothing. “So long as he was successful they sang his praises through the city, but when he failed and was cast out from before Pharaoh, there were only six in all the country brave enough to declare themselves his friends.”
Then recollecting54 himself he turned to me, and with one of his peculiar laughs, to which I had by this time grown accustomed, he continued: “But there, if I talk like this you will begin to imagine that I really have some association with my long-deceased relative, the man of whom we are speaking, and whose mummy is in the cabin yonder. Your account of the vision, if by that name you still persist in calling it, is extremely interesting, and goes another step toward proving how liable the human brain is, under stress of great excitement, to seize upon the most unlikely stories, and even to invest them with the necessary mise-en-scène. Now I’ll be bound you could reproduce the whole picture, were such a thing necessary — the buildings, the chariots, the dresses, nay55 even the very faces of the crowd.”
“I am quite sure I could,” I answered, filled with sudden excitement at the idea, “and what is more I will do so. So vivid was the impression it made upon my mind that not a detail has escaped my memory. Indeed, I really believe that it will be found that a large proportion of the things I saw then I had never seen or heard of before. This, I think, should go some way toward proving that my story is not the fallacy you suppose.”
“You mistake me, my dear Forrester,” he hastened to reply. “I do not go so far as to declare it to be altogether a fallacy; I simply say that what you think you saw must have been the effect of the fright you received in the Pyramid. But your idea of painting the picture is distinctly a good one, and I shall look forward with pleasure to giving you my opinion upon it when it is finished. As you are well aware, I am a fair Egyptologist, and I have no doubt I shall be able to detect any error in the composition, should one exist.”
“I will obtain my materials from my cabin, and set to work at once,” I said, rising from my chair, “and when I have finished you shall certainly give me your opinion on it.”
As on a similar occasion already described, under the influence of my enthusiasm, the feeling of animosity I usually entertained toward him left me entirely56. I went to my cabin, found the things I wanted, and returned with them to the deck. When I reached it I found the Fr?ulein Valerie there. She was dressed in white from head to foot, and was slowly fanning herself with the same large ostrich-feather fan which I remembered to have seen her vising on that eventful night when I had dined with Pharos in Naples. Her left hand was hanging by her side, and as I greeted her and reseated myself in my chair, I could not help noticing its exquisite57 proportions.
“Mr. Forrester was fortunate enough to be honoured by a somewhat extraordinary dream last night,” said Pharos by way of accounting58 for my sketching59 materials. “The subject was Egyptian, and I have induced him to try and make a picture of the scene for our benefit.”
“Do you feel equal to the task?” Valerie inquired, with unusual interest as I thought. “Surely it must be very difficult. As a rule even the most vivid dreams are so hard to remember in detail.”
“This was something more than a dream,” I answered confidently, “as I shall presently demonstrate to Monsieur Pharos. Before I begin, however, I am going to ask a favour in return.”
“And what is that?” asked Pharos.
“That while I am at work you tell us, as far as you know it, the history of Ptahmes, the King’s Magician. Not only does it bear upon the subject of my picture, but it is fit and proper, since we have his mummy on board, that we should know more than we at present do of our illustrious fellow-traveller.”
“What could be fairer?” said Pharos after a slight pause. “While you paint I will tell you all I know and since he is my ancestor, and I have made his life my especial study, it may be supposed I am acquainted with as much of his history as research has been able to bring to light. Ptahmes, or, as his name signifies, the man beloved of Ptah, was the son of Netruh?tep, a Priest of the High Temple of Ammon, and a favourite of Rameses II. From the moment of his birth great things were expected of him, for, by the favour of the gods, he was curiously60 misshapen, and it is well known that those whom the mighty61 ones punish in one way are usually compensated62 for it in another. It is just possible that it may be from him I inherit my own unpleasing exterior63. However, to return to Ptahmes, whose life, I can assure you, forms an interesting study. At an early age the boy showed an extraordinary partiality for the mystic, and it was doubtless this circumstance that induced his father to intrust him to the care of the Chief Magician, Ilaper, a wise man, by whom the lad was brought up. Proud of his calling, and imbued with a love for the sacred mysteries, it is small wonder that he soon outdistanced those with whom he was brought in contact. So rapid indeed were the strides he made that the news of his attainments64 reached the ears of Pharaoh. He was summoned to the royal presence and commanded to give an exhibition of his powers, whereupon the King ordered him to remain at Court, and to be constantly in attendance upon his person. From this point the youth’s career was assured. Year by year, and step by step, he made his way up the ladder of fame till he became a mighty man in the land, a councillor. Prophet of the North and South, and Chief of the King’s Magicians. Then, out of the land of Midian rose the star that, as it had been written, should cross his path and bring about his downfall. This was the Israelite Moses, who came into Egypt and set himself up against Pharaoh, using magic, the like of which had never before been seen. But that portion of the story is too well known to bear repetition. Let it suffice that Pharaoh called together his councillors, the principal of whom was Ptahmes, now a man of mature years, and consulted with them. Pthames, foreseeing what would happen, was for acceding65 to the request made by the Hebrew and letting the Israelites depart in peace from the kingdom. To this course, however, Pharaoh would not agree, and he allowed his favourite to understand that, not only was such advice the reverse of palatable66, but that a repetition of it would in all probability deprive him of the royal favour. Once more the Hebrews appeared before Pharaoh and gave evidence of their powers, speaking openly to the King and using threats of vengeance67 in the event of their demands not being acceded68 to. But Pharaoh was stiff-necked and refused to listen, and in consequence evil days descended69 upon Egypt. By the magic of Moses the fish died, and the waters of the Nile were polluted so that, the people could not drink; frogs, in such numbers as had never been seen before, made their appearance and covered the face of the land. Then Pharaoh called upon Ptahmes and his Magicians, and bade them imitate all that the others had done. They did so, and by their arts frogs came up out of the land, even as Moses had made them do. Seeing this, Pharaoh laughed the Israelites to scorn and once more refused to consider their request, whereupon plagues of lice, flies, and boils broke out upon man and beast, with mighty storms, and a great darkness in which no man could see another’s face. Once more Pharaoh, whose heart was still hardened against Moses, called Ptahmes to his presence and bade him advise him as to the course he should pursue. Being already at war with his neighbours, he had no desire to permit this horde70 to cross his borders only to side with his enemies against himself. And yet to keep them and to risk further punishment was equally dangerous. Moses was a stern man, and as the King had had already good reason to know, was not one to be trifled with. Only that morning he had demanded an audience and had threatened Pharaoh with a pestilence71 that should cause the death of every first-born son throughout the land should he still persist in his refusal.
“Now Ptahmes, who, as I have said, was an astute72 man, and who had already been allowed to see the consequences of giving advice that did not tally73 with his master’s humour, found himself in a position, not only of difficulty, but also of some danger. Either he must declare himself openly in favour of letting the Hebrews go, and once more run the risk of Pharaoh’s anger and possible loss of favour, or he must side with his master, and, having done so, put forth74 every effort to prevent the punishment Moses had decreed. After hours of suspense75 and overwhelming anxiety he adopted the latter course. Having taken counsel with his fellow-Magicians, he assured Pharaoh, on the honour of the gods, that what the Israelite had predicted could never come to pass. Fortified76 with this promise, Pharaoh once more refused to permit the strangers to leave the land. As a result the first-born son of the King, the child whom he loved better than his kingdom, sickened of a mysterious disease and died that night, as did the first-born of all the Egyptians, rich and poor alike. In the words of your own Bible, ‘There was a great cry in Egypt; for there was not a house where there was not one dead.’ Then Pharaoh’s hatred77 was bitter against his advisers78, and he determined79 that Ptahmes in particular should die. He sought him with the intention of killing80 him, but the Magician had received timely warning and had escaped into the mountains, where he hid himself for many months. Little by little his health gave way, he grew weaker, and in the fiftieth year of his life Osiris claimed him for his own. It was said at the time that for the sin he had caused Pharaoh to do, and the misery81 he had brought upon the land of Egypt, and swearing falsely in the name of the gods, he had been cursed with perpetual life. This, however, could not have been so, seeing that he died in the mountains, and that his mummy was buried in the tomb whence your father took it. Such is the story of Ptahmes, the beloved of Ptah, son of Netruh?tep, Chief of the Magicians and Prophet of the North and South.”
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