nd meet the man. He was afraid that
he would not notice their encampment. He was afraid that he would not
come their way. At the same time, he was conscious that if there was any
truth in the old man's words, their meeting would come about naturally
and not by his seeking. The "child of God" would find him out.

They waited for some time and nothing happened. Michael's hopes abated.
The figure with the fluttering rags disappeared. It seemed as if it had
vanished into the sands. Michael felt disappointed.

The shelter was taken down and packed up, the lunch-basket refilled and
the camels harnessed. Hassan appeared.

"_Ya, Sitt_, all is ready."

Nothing had been said about Millicent's plans; nothing had been said
about how she had contrived to meet Michael; no lecture had been
delivered. The subject had been forgotten, forgotten by Michael at
least, whose interest had been absorbed in the talk about the tomb and in
the glimpse he had of the distant figure. Millicent had not forgotten
the promised lecture, but it had been her object to make Michael forget
it. She had gladly let the matter rest. Why wake sleeping dogs? She
let them lie so undisturbed that not one bark had been heard. They slept
so soundly that her heart was full of triumph and amusement when, seated
on her camel, she took her place in Michael's cavalcade.

She had managed to get through the starting without his feeling any
annoyance at her presence. He had simply forgotten his objection to her
accompanying him.

[1] Weigall's _Akhnaton, Pharaoh of Egypt_.

[2] Weigall's _Akhnaton, Pharaoh of Egypt_.

CHAPTER II

It was not until their rest at sundown that anything of unusual
interest happened to the travellers. Their short halt while they drank
their tea had passed without incident--in fact, Millicent had drunk
hers alone on camel-back, for it had been carried in thermos flasks,
their Amon-Ra, as Hassan called the magic bottles whose contents
retained the heat with no obvious aid.

Michael had spent the time, while he drank his refreshing cup, in
consulting Abdul about their route. The camels were not unsaddled.
About this Millicent made no demur. She saw no earthly reason why they
should not have rested for as long as they felt inclined, but she did
not say so. If this treasure which Michael sought had lain in its safe
hiding-place, out of sight of man, for more than two thousand years,
why should it not wait there