She who sleeps : $b A romance of New York and the Nile
By Rohmer, Sax
Classic work by Rohmer, Sax.
Table of Contents
A FLASH OF LIGHTNING Barry Cumberland pushed on through a growing darkness. There seemed to be an unfamiliar quality in this darkness which he first noticed when, quite mechanical...
THE DIVIDING LINE Very slowly Barry Cumberland opened his eyes--took one look straight before him--and then shut them again quickly. Something was wrong. He could swear he had be...
A WEEK LATER “She might have stepped down from that painting!” said Barry, pointing to a reproduction of part of a wall of the great temple at Medinet Habu, above the carven mante...
SHADED WINDOWS In the days that followed, Barry Cumberland resigned himself to waiting. He was soon practically fit again, however, and he made up his mind to employ his first mor...
BARRY IS HAUNTED “In short,” said Jim, “the princess may be described as still at large?” “Shut up about ‘the princess,’” Barry retorted. “At least I have found out that the woma...
DANBAZZAR The abstracted mood of Barry during the remainder of the evening was too noticeable to pass without comment. His dance partner, Naomi, a girl friend of Jack’s grew very ...
ZALITHEA “I should be glad,” said John Cumberland, “if you would just run over the main facts again for Barry’s benefit.” Danbazzar inclined his head in that courtly manner which...
SPECIAL OPINIONS “The last time the man Danbazzar was about,” said Countess Colonna, “the result was that a motor lorry and ten men arrived. The front doors were taken off their h...
EGYPT BOUND “Some people are so indecently lucky,” Jim Sakers protested. “It has been my ambition from childhood to visit the interior of the Sphinx.” “You poor nut!” said Barry....
CAIRO From the balcony of Shepheard’s Hotel, Barry fascinatedly watched the life in the street below. This was Cairo!--real yet less than his imaginings concerning it. Vendors of...
LUXOR The Nile was high. Much of the Memnonia was impassable. The Colossi sat lonely in the midst of a great lake, when Barry came to Luxor. In this way he saw the City of the Sun...
THE CAMP IN THE DESERT Barry now entered upon a period of existence widely different from any he had known. Danbazzar’s camp was in the neck of a _wâdi_ on the north of the carava...
THE EXCAVATORS Nothing succeeds like impudence. The original plan had provided for work at night only; but the flooded state of the Nile Valley was so discouraging to tourists and...
He touched Hassan es-Sugra upon the shoulder. “Hassan,” he directed, “let the first party begin at three o’clock. You have my instructions. I shall be back at five.” Hassan salut...
THE HAUNTED VALLEY Prone upon a high crag Danbazzar lay, watching a horseman making his way down the slope of a distant valley and heading in the direction of the Nile. At last: ...
THE HAWWARA Automatically Danbazzar’s hand dropped to his hip, the first intimation Barry had of the fact that he carried arms; then: “All right!” cried Barry, and stepped out of...
THE HOLE IN THE WALL The position of the moon had cast the greater part of the _wâdi_ into deep shadow. There was a gap in the irregular wall nearly opposite to Barry’s tent throu...
MR. TAWWAB COMES TO TERMS “In my opinion,” said Professor Blackwell, “the whole thing might be described as a demonstration.” John Cumberland nodded. “I agree with you,” said he...
THE LOTUS SARCOPHAGUS The sun was casting its last shafts of gold across the fringe of the Libyan Desert when Barry Cumberland stepped over the threshold and entered the tomb of Z...
THE VOICE IN THE VALLEY The hours that followed were feverish hours. They were marked by at least one strange event. Barry’s excitement grew so intense that the mere idea of slee...
THE RITUAL Barry looked around the square, rock-hewn chamber communicating with the tomb, and wondered why he felt no inclination to laugh. Had Jim Sakers formed one of the party,...
THE AWAKENING Perhaps, in his heart of hearts, no one of the party--excepting Danbazzar--had ever really counted on success. Certainly, in their wildest imaginings, they had not s...
A SUMMONS FROM THE PRINCESS “I have reached a decision,” declared Professor Blackwell, “upon a point that has been worrying me.” Dinner dispatched, they sat around the table in c...
AN ENGLISH LESSON The sound of a distant shot came--from the direction of the Nile. Professor Blackwell looked up with a start. He was inclined to nervousness in these days. Break...
THE RETURN TO LUXOR Work in the valley was ended. The tomb, stripped of its contents, had been reclosed so that even Mr. Howard Carter could not have found it. The workmen, well p...
SOCIAL AMENITIES On the eve of Danbazzar’s return, Barry ran into his acquaintance, the irrigation specialist, in the lounge of the hotel. “Hullo!” said that chronically bored pe...
IN NEW YORK A month later, to a day, Barry from the boat deck of the _Berengaria_ pointed out Ambrose Light to Zalithea. She clutched his arm to steady herself in the high wind, n...
ABOUT IT AND ABOUT Danbazzar, in these days, was constantly at the Cumberland home. Next to Barry, it was evident that Zalithea preferred his society to that of anybody else. John...
A DOOR CLOSES Barry returned home comparatively early. Neither Jim’s airy philosophy nor his more serious sympathy, which was not without a salting of worldly wisdom, had lifted t...
THE HIEROGLYPHIC LETTER A period of anxiety now commenced to which it seemed impossible to imagine any end other than the return of Zalithea. The idea that he should never see her...
MARGUERITE DEVINA “The Moving Finger,” which waits for no man, moved on. But Zalithea did not return. The police had relaxed their efforts. They had nothing to work upon. It was o...
THE MEETING If Barry Cumberland had his weaknesses--and who has not?--he had one marked virtue. He knew what he wanted, and always headed straight for his objective. In fact, his ...
THE GREAT AHMES “Barry Dear: “I don’t ask you to forgive me. I never meant to see you again. But when Jim spoke to me to-day I realized, somehow, that _you_ were here. And I ...
A FLASH OF LIGHTNING “Jim,” said Barry miserably, “what else can I do?” “Well,” Jim replied, thoughtfully rapping on the café table to attract the waiter’s attention, “you can or...