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Concealing his shock, though from whom he wasn't certain, since neither Ramsey nor Samir took official note of hilories bloo just over his head

He stared at the perfect trumpet-shaped blossoaze

Samir roused himself suddenly from his apparent state of meditation

"Lord Rutherford, allow me " Then he stopped as if at a complete loss for words

Raers carefully on his linen napkin

Absently the Earl slipped the lory in his pocket, and then extended his hand

"Reginald Rareat pleasure I'yptologist ed to be married to Julie Perhaps you know"

The man hadn't known Or he didn't understand A faint flush came to his cheeks

"Married to Julie?" he said in a half whisper And then, with forced gaiety: "He is a fortunate man, your son"

The Earl eyed the table laden with food, because he couldn't stop hi out the sun above He looked placidly at the man before him, as certainly one of the handsoht beautiful, when you thought of it The sort of large compassionate blue eyes that drive women mad Add the ready smile and one has a near-fatal combination

But the silence was beco uncomfortable

"Ah, the diary," Elliott said He reached into his coat Sanized it immediately, that was plain

"This diary," Elliott said, "it belonged to Lawrence It has valuable information on Ramses' tomb Notes on a papyrus left by the ht I must put it back"

There was a sudden coldness in Ramsey's face

Elliott turned, leaning on his cane, and took a few painful steps toward Lawrence's desk