The Occultism of Ancient
Egypt Permeates
"YOU have good nerves?" asked Professor Julias March, with a somewhat cynical smile.
Annette Grey shrugged her shoulders.
"People who work for their living," she replied, "cannot afford nerves."
The Professor nodded.
"There is something in that," he answered, thoughtfully. "At the same time, I must make the position clear to you. As you are aware, I am an Egyptologist, and in my house here I have many queer things. Some people dislike the idea of working among mummies and"
Annette interrupted him with a deprecating gesture.
"Believe me," she said, "that sort of thing does not affect me in the least. As your secretary, I am prepared to work where and when you like."
"My former secretary—" the professor began, and paused.
"Your former secretary disappeared," said the girl. "Of course I know that; you will remember that I applied for the vacancy after reading about her in the paper. I do not propose to disappear; the terms you offer are too good."
She smiled faintly, and the Egyptologist shrewdly eyed her.
"Well," he said at last, "your qualifications and education appear to recommend you for the work I should want you to do. It is secretarial work in the broadest sense of the term—from typing my notes (when you have learned to decipher my abominably bad handwriting) to looking up references in the British Museum, or—should occasion arise—accompanying me on a flying visit to Egypt. I give you fair warning that I shall work you hard, but, apart from the salary and board, which I have already named, you will not find me ungenerous if you prove yourself valuable."
"Then I may consider myself engaged?"
March bowed.
"Certainly," he replied. "You will probably learn presently," he added, in his cynical way, "that I am regarded as an eccentric person, and somewhat of a hard taskmaster—"
"I prefer to form my own opinion," said Annette quietly.
Again he smiled. It was not a pleasant smile.
SO ANNETTE GREY took up her residence in the rambling old house on the outskirts of London in which Professor Julius March had gradually accumulated relics of ancient Egypt that were regarded with
