Part 30 (2/2)

”One of a kind that the world has not known for many ages! The most evil kind of creature conceivable--a man-devil!”

”But what does he want with bats' heads?”

”The Cynonycteris, or pyramid bat, has a leaf-like appendage beside the nose. A gland in this secretes a rare oil. This oil is one of the ingredients of the incense which is never named in the magical writings.”

Sime shuddered.

”Here!” said Dr. Cairn, proffering a flask. ”This is only the overture! No nerves.”

The other nodded shortly, and poured out a peg of brandy.

”Now,” said Dr. Cairn, ”shall I go ahead?”

”As you like,” replied Sime quietly, and again quite master of himself. ”Look out for snakes. I will carry the light and you can keep yours handy in case you may need it.”

Dr. Cairn drew himself up into the entrance. The pa.s.sage was less than four feet high, and generations of sand-storms had polished its sloping granite floor so as to render it impossible to descend except by resting one's hands on the roof above and lowering one's self foot by foot.

A pa.s.sage of this description, descending at a sharp angle for over two hundred feet, is not particularly easy to negotiate, and progress was slow. Dr. Cairn at every five yards or so would stop, and, with the pocket-lamp which he carried, would examine the sandy floor and the crevices between the huge blocks composing the pa.s.sage, in quest of those faint tracks which warn the traveller that a serpent has recently pa.s.sed that way. Then, replacing his lamp, he would proceed.

Sime followed in like manner, employing only one hand to support himself, and, with the other, constantly directing the ray of his pocket torch past his companion, and down into the blackness beneath.

Out in the desert the atmosphere had been sufficiently hot, but now with every step it grew hotter and hotter. That indescribable smell, as of a decay begun in remote ages, that rises with the impalpable dust in these mysterious labyrinths of Ancient Egypt which never know the light of day, rose stiflingly; until, at some forty or fifty feet below the level of the sand outside, respiration became difficult, and the two paused, bathed in perspiration and gasping for air.

”Another thirty or forty feet,” panted Sime, ”and we shall be in the level pa.s.sage. There is a sort of low, artificial cavern there, you may remember, where, although we cannot stand upright, we can sit and rest for a few moments.”

Speech was exhausting, and no further words were exchanged until the bottom of the slope was reached, and the combined lights of the two pocket-lamps showed them that they had reached a tiny chamber irregularly hewn in the living rock. This also was less than four feet high, but its jagged floor being level, they were enabled to pause here for a while.

”Do you notice something unfamiliar in the smell of the place?”

Dr. Cairn was the speaker. Sime nodded, wiping the perspiration from his face the while.

”It was bad enough when I came here before,” he said hoa.r.s.ely. ”It is terrible work for a heavy man. But to-night it seems to be reeking. I have smelt nothing like it in my life.”

”Correct,” replied Dr. Cairn grimly. ”I trust that, once clear of this place, you will never smell it again.”

”What is it?”

”It is the _incense_,” was the reply. ”Come! The worst of our task is before us yet.”

The continuation of the pa.s.sage now showed as an opening no more than fifteen to seventeen inches high. It was necessary, therefore, to lie p.r.o.ne upon the rubbish of the floor, and to proceed serpent fas.h.i.+on; one could not even employ one's knees, so low was the roof, but was compelled to progress by clutching at the irregularities in the wall, and by digging the elbows into the splintered stones one crawled upon!

For three yards or so they proceeded thus. Then Dr. Cairn lay suddenly still.

”What is it?” whispered Sime.

A threat of panic was in his voice. He dared not conjecture what would happen if either should be overcome in that evil-smelling burrow, deep in the bowels of the ancient building. At that moment it seemed to him, absurdly enough, that the weight of the giant pile rested upon his back, was crus.h.i.+ng him, pressing the life out from his body as he lay there p.r.o.ne, with his eyes fixed upon the rubber soles of Dr.

Cairn's shoes, directly in front of him.

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