Lord of the Silent: A Novel of Suspense by Elizabeth Peters

Author:Elizabeth Peters
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, pdf
Tags: Crime & mystery, Adventure stories, Amelia (Fictitious ch, Fiction, Women Sleuths, Crime & Thriller, Mystery & Detective - Women Sleuths, Murder, Horror, Mystery fiction, Cairo (Egypt), Archaeologists, Traditional British, Women archaeologists, Peabody, Mystery, Historical - General, Detective and mystery stories, American, Historical, Mystery & Detective - Traditional British, Mystery & Detective - Historical, Egyptologists, Mystery & Detective, Egypt, American Mystery & Suspense Fiction, Fiction - Mystery, Detective, General, Amelia (Fictitious character), Suspense, American Historical Fiction
ISBN: 9780380817146
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2002-08-15T11:24:37.144000+00:00

Emerson was determined to go on working until the last possible moment-leaving all the domestic and travel arrangements to me. That suited me admirably, since he would only have been in the way, so I sent him off to Giza after breakfast, with every intention of joining him once I had completed my tasks. We had announced our intentions at breakfast, arousing some mild surprise and a great deal of pleasure, especially from Sennia. There had been no question of her attending school that day. Not only was she entitled to a rest after her frightening experiences, but I didn't want to let her out of my sight-or at least, out of the house. After her cries of delight had subsided and she had been persuaded to resume her chair, I said, "We have a great deal to do if we are to be ready to leave tomorrow evening. You must help Basima pack your clothes and the other things you want to take." "My presents." Her juvenile brow wrinkled. "I don't have all my Christmas presents. Can we go to the Khan el Khalili, Aunt Amelia?" "No!" I moderated my sharp tone. "There won't be time. You can finish your shopping in Luxor." "Supposing I bring back a few bones from Giza," Emerson offered. "You can wrap them up for Aunt Nefret." "I would rather pick my own bones," said Sennia. "Can't I go with you?" "No! Er . . . there will not be time. Fatima will need your help too." "Amazing," Emerson said to me, after she had gone dancing off to visit Gargery and begin her packing. "I had expected she would be timid about returning to Giza." "It is a testimonial to her strong character and, I would like to believe, to her trust in us. A trust," I added firmly, "that will not again be misplaced. We must make certain she is guarded at all times without arousing new apprehensions in her. This was really a very good idea of mine, Emerson. With all the excitement she won't have time to brood about her experiences." As soon as Emerson had taken his leave, I wrote out several telegrams and sent one of the men to the telegraph office, instructing him to stop at the railroad station afterward and purchase our tickets. A consultation with Fatima came next; I felt a slight touch of uneasiness when I found her in the kitchen gathering the ingredients for her famous plum pudding. For such a self-effacing, soft-spoken little woman she could be extremely stubborn about what she considered to be her duties and privileges, and preparing Christmas dinner was one of them. Cyrus's chef might not take kindly to having another cook underfoot. By midday matters were well in hand at the house, so I took a picnic basket and set out for Giza, after warning everyone in the house to make certain Sennia had someone with her at all times. I placed my greatest trust in Kadija; she was as strong as a man and as dependable as one could wish.

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