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Into the hottest glare of the sun it moved； and suddenly it stopped beside the fountain and rolled over on its back。 One hand reached up towards the glass ceiling； the other fell limp on its chest。
Silently； Julie moved into the conservatory。 Still trembling uncontrollably； she went closer and closer until she was staring directly down at this thing。
The body was filling out in the sunlight！ It was growing ever more robust as she watched！ She could hear the sound of the wrappings releasing it。 She could see the chest rising and falling with regular breath。
And the face； my God； the face。 There were eyes there； great shining blue eyes under the thin wrappings。 It reached up suddenly and tore loose the bandages。 Yes； large and beautiful blue eyes。 With another rip； it tore the bandages from its skull and released a soft mop of brown hair。
Then it rose on its knees with quiet grace and reached down into the fountain with its bandaged hands； scooping up the sparkling water to its lips。 It drank and drank the water； with deep sighing gulps。 Then it stopped and turned towards her； wiping away more of the thick ashen layer of linen from its face。
A man looking at her！ A blue…eyed man with intelligence looking at her！
That scream rose again； but was not released。 Only a soft sigh came out of her。 Or was it a gasp？ She realized she had taken a step backwards。 The thing climbed to its feet。
It rose now to its full height and gazed calmly at her； its fingers working almost absently to clear the rest of the rotted bandages from its head as if they were cobwebs。 Yes； a full head of dark wavy brown hair。 It fell to just below the ears； and came now softy over the forehead。 And the eyes evinced fascination as it looked at her。 Good Lord； imagine！ Fascination as it looked at her。
She was going to faint。 She had read about it。 She knew what it was； though it had never happened to her。 But her legs were literally going out from under her and things were going dim。 No。 Stop！ She couldn't faint with this thing staring at her。
This was the mummy e to life！
She backed into the Egyptian room； legs trembling； her body moist all over； her hands clawing at her face peignoir。
It watched her as if genuinely curious as to what she meant to do。 Then it wiped more of the bandages away from its neck and its shoulders and its chest。 Its broad naked chest。 She closed her eyes； and then opened them slowly。 Still there； with those powerful arms； and the dust falling from its lustrous brown hair。
It took a step towards her。 She backed away。 It took another step。 She backed up farther。 In fact； she was backing up all the way across the library； and very suddenly she felt the centre table of the second drawing room behind her。 She felt her hands touch the edge of the silver coffee tray。
With silent； even steps it came towards her…this thing； this beautiful man with the splendid body and the large gentle blue eyes。
Good Lord； are you losing your reason！ Never mind that it's handsome！ It just tried to strangle Henry！ Quickly she darted around the table； groping behind her with outstretched hands as she moved towards the front drawing room doors。
It stopped as it reached the table。 It looked down at the silver coffeepot and the overturned cup。 It picked up something off the tray。 What was it？ A wadded handkerchief。 Had Henry left it there？ Quite unmistakably it pointed to the spilt coffee； and then in a soft； resonant and distinctly masculine voice it spoke：
〃e and have a cup of coffee with me； Julie！〃 it said。
Perfect British accent！ Familiar words！ Julie felt a shock course through her。 This was no invitation from the thing。 Why； it was imitating Henry。 Same precise intonation。 That's what Henry had said！
It held out the handkerchief； which it had opened。 White powder； sparkling as if full of tiny crystals。 It pointed to the distant row of alabaster jars。 The top was missing from one of the jars！ And again it spoke with the same flawless； crisp English accent：
〃Drink your coffee； Uncle Lawrence。〃
A groan escaped her lips。 The meaning was unmistakable。 She stood there staring； the words echoing in her head。 Henry had poisoned her father and this creature had witnessed it。 Henry had tried to poison her。 With all her spirit she tried to deny it。 She tried to find some reason that it could not be so。 But she knew it was so。 Just as surely as she knew this thing was alive and breathing and occupying space before her； and that it was the immortal Ramses e to life out of those decayed wrappings； standing before her in the drawing room with the sun at its back。
Her legs were going out from under her。 No way to prevent it； and the darkness was rising。 And as she felt herself slip downwards； she saw the tall figure dart forward； and she felt the strong arms catch her and lift her and hold her quite firmly； so that she felt almost safe。
She opened her eyes； and looked up into its face。 No； his face。 His beautiful face。 She heard Rita scream from the hallway。 And the darkness rose again。
〃What the hell are you saying！〃 Randolph was not really fully awake。 He struggled out of the tangle of covers； reaching for his crumpled silk robe at the foot of the bed。〃 You're telling me you left your cousin there alone in that house with this thing！〃
〃I'm telling you it tried to kill me！〃 Henry roared like a madman。〃 That's what I'm telling you！ The damned thing got out of the coffin and tried to strangle me with its right hand！〃
〃Damn it； where are my slippers！ She's alone in that house； you fool！〃
Barefoot； he ran into the hall and down the stairway； his robe ballooning behind him。
〃Hurry； you imbecile！〃 he shouted to his son； who hesitated at the top of the steps。
She opened her eyes。 She was sitting on the sofa； and Rita was clinging to her。 Rita was hurting her。 Rita was making little whimpering sounds。
And there was the mummy； standing right there。 Nothing about it imagined。 Not the dark lock of hair fallen down on his smooth broad forehead。 Or his deep shadowy blue eyes。 He had torn loose more of the rotted stuff that covered him。 He was bare to the waist； a god； it seemed at the moment。 Especially with that smile。 That warm and embracing smile。 His hair seemed to be moving as she looked at it； as if it were growing before her eyes。 It was fuller and more lustrous than it had been before she fainted。 But what in God's name was she doing； staring at this creature's hair！
He drew a little closer。 His bare feet were free of the cumbersome wrappings。
〃Julie；〃 he said softly。
〃Ramses；〃 she whispered back。
The creature nodded； the smile lengthening。〃 Ramses！〃 he said emphatically； and he made her a very subtle bow with his head。
Dear God； she thought； this is not merely a man gifted with beauty； this is the most beautiful man I've ever seen。
In a daze； she forced herself to climb to her feet。 Rita clung to her； but she struggled free of Rita； and then the mummy…the man…reached out and took her hand and helped her to stand。
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