anyone.

"It is exceedingly warm," said Lady Lyle, rising then and putting
away her cross-stitch apparatus, "I thought of driving to the
Pyramids this afternoon, but really ..."

"There is shade all the way," suggested the Doctor, "I said as
much to a young woman this morning who has been in the hotel for
nearly two months, and hasn't seen the Pyramids yet."

"What has she been doing with herself?" asked Lady Fulkeward,
smiling.

"Dancing with officers," said Dr. Dean. "How can Cheops compare
with a moustached noodle in military uniform! Good-bye for the
present; I'm going to hunt for scarabei."

"I thought you had such a collection of them already," said Lady
Lyle.

"So I have. But the Princess had a remarkable one on last night,
and I want to find another like it. It's blue--very blue--almost
like a rare turquoise, and it appears it is the sign-manual of the
warrior Araxes, who was a kind of king in his way, or desert
chief, which was about the same thing in those days. He fought for
Amenhotep, and seemed from all accounts to be a greater man than
Amenhotep himself. The Princess Ziska is a wonderful Egyptologist;
I had a most interesting conversation with her last night in the
supper-room."