et four inches in height, and rather spare. His
hands were long and thin, very delicately made, as were his sandalled
feet.

But it was his face that fixed our gaze, for it was marvelous, like the
face of a god, and, as we noticed at once, with some resemblance to
that of the statue above. Thus the brow was broad and massive, the nose
straight and long, the mouth stern and clear-cut, while the cheekbones
were rather high, and the eyebrows arched. Such are the characteristics
of many handsome old men of good blood, and as the mummies of Seti and
others show us, such they have been for thousands of years. Only this
man differed from all others because of the fearful dignity stamped upon
his features. Looking at him I began to think at once of the prophet
Elijah as he must have appeared rising to heaven, enhanced by the
more earthly glory of Solomon, for although the appearance of these
patriarchs is unknown, of them one conceives ideas. Only it seemed
probable that Elijah may have looked more benign. Here there was no
benignity, only terrible force and infinite wisdom.

Contemplating him I shivered a little and felt thankful that he was
dead. For to tell the truth I was afraid of that awesome countenance
which, I should add, was of the whiteness of paper, although the cheeks
still showed tinges of colour, so perfect was the preservation of the
corpse.

I was still gazing at it when Bickley said in a voice of amazement:

"I say, look here, in the other coffin."

I turned, looked, and nearly collapsed on the floor of the vault, since
beauty can sometimes strike us like a blow. Oh! there before me lay all
loveliness, such loveliness that there burst from my lips an involuntary
cry:

"Alas! that she should be dead!"

A young woman, I supposed, at least she looked young, perhaps five or
six and twenty years of age, or so I judged. There she lay, her tall and
delicate shape half hidden in masses of rich-hued hair in colour of a
ruddy blackness. I know not how else to describe it, since never have I
seen any of the same tint. Moreover, it shone with a life of its own
as though it had been dusted with gold. From between the masses of
this hair appeared a face which I can only call divine. There was every
beauty that woman can boast, from the curving eyelashes of extraordinary
length to the sweet and human mouth. To these charms also were added
a wondrous smile and an air of kind dignity, very different from the
fierce pr