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p the hillside toward Yusuf's house； which was one of the finest in the village； and as we wended a tortuous path round granaries； walls； and rubbish heaps； I could not help thinking what an admirable place this would be for hide…and…go…seek … or for a fugitive who knew every turn of the path and every concealed tomb entrance。
Our arrival was not unheralded； we were trailed by a number of the curious； some of whom ran on ahead to announce we were ing； so that when we reached the courtyard in front of the house the entire household was waiting to greet us。 Most of them were women and children； the men； skilled workers like the majority of Abdullah's kinsmen； had been employed by us or by Cyrus。
Courtesy demanded that we accept refreshments； and it was necessary to go through the formal rituals of greeting before I could get round to my inquiries。 When I asked after Yusuf； there was no reply at first。 Then Yusuf's chief wife； Mahira … a wrinkled little old lady who looked as if a strong wind would blow her over； but whom I had seen carrying loads that would have strained my back … replied； 〃He is at the mosque； Sitt Hakim。 He will be sorry to have missed you。〃
〃It is not the hour for prayer；〃 said Ramses。
〃He is always at prayer〃 was the reply。 〃At the mosque； here； or elsewhere。 Will you have more tea； Sitt？〃
I made our excuses and we took our departure。
〃I thought you were going to question them about Jamil；〃 Nefret said； as we made our way down the hill。
〃It is unlikely that they know any more than we do；〃 I replied。 〃Jamil's mother is long dead； and I fancy that the mothers of Yusuf's other sons were secretly delighted at seeing the old man's favorite fall from grace。 He wouldn't ask any of them for help。〃
〃I wonder what Yusuf is praying for；〃 Nefret mused。
〃One could hazard a guess；〃 Ramses said dryly。 〃We may be on the wrong track here； Mother。 Has it struck you that neither Jamil nor Yusuf can read or write？〃
〃Are you sure？〃
〃I'm sure about Yusuf。 Jamil gave no evidence of literacy when he was working for us。 But；〃 Ramses admitted； 〃he might have had limited skills； which he was embarrassed to display because they were limited； or acquired them since。〃
He cupped his hands and helped me into my saddle。
〃Ah well；〃 I said； 〃we have done all we can for the moment； and speculation can get us no further。 Perhaps this latest incident has finally convinced Jamil to leave Luxor。〃
The more I thought about it； the less likely it seemed that Jamil was capable of cold…blooded murder。 The attack on Nefret had not been deliberate； he had responded in sheer panic； like a cornered animal。 As for the body in the tomb； there was no evidence that Jamil had been responsible； nor did we know precisely how the man had died。 He might have been struck on the head or pushed over a precipice； or fallen by accident。 （Though that last possibility was； in my opinion； the least likely。）
The most worrisome part of the business was Jamil's claim that he had found another tomb … not because I believed he had； but because I feared Emerson did believe it。 Jamil was a braggart and a liar； and I could think of several reasons why he might have wished to mislead us and his sister。 In my opinion it would be the better part of wisdom to ignore his capering about the cliffs of the western wadis。 He might be stupid enough to suppose he could frighten us off； but it was more likely that he was trying to entice us to follow him。 But if he'd got in the habit of pushing people off cliffs 。 。 。
As soon as we reached Deir el Medina I took Emerson aside and explained my conclusions。 He listened in frowning silence； and when I went on to inform him of our failure to speak with Yusuf； he cut me off with a wave of his hand。 〃I didn't suppose you would learn anything from him anyhow； Peabody。 The devil with him and Jamil。〃
By the end of the week we had surveyed the site and laid it out in regular grids。 Emerson had of course decided to re…excavate the area our predecessor had examined； and the wisdom of his decision soon became evident。 We found a number of interesting objects； including a basket of papyri。 They were in wretched condition； but Ramses's eyes lit up at the sight of them； and for several evenings he worked late in the little laboratory he had set up at the house； carefully repairing and restoring them。
Sennia had been out with us twice； and had enjoyed herself a great deal running from one person to another and 〃helping〃 them。 Gargery took to his bed as soon as we returned from these excursions。 I pointed out to him that there was no need for him to follow so close on her heels； the site was enclosed； dozens of people were there； and I had strictly forbidden her to climb the hills on either side。
He shook his head。 〃You know how she is； madam； she can disappear in a twinkling when she wants； and she is all over the place； here one minute and there the next。 What if that young villain Jamil lured her away； or she fell into one of those holes the men are digging？〃
I thought it much more likely that Gargery would fall in； but he could not be dissuaded。 His self…appointed duties were plicated even more by his suspicion of Jumana； he considered us hopelessly naive for believing in her reformation； and tried to keep an eye on her as well as on Sennia。 The days Sennia spent with us were extremely lively； what with one thing and another。 Horus was one of the things。 We could not leave him at the house； since he bullied the maids and went raging about； breaking bric…a…brac and furniture。 His determination to follow Sennia wherever she went led to several unpleasant scenes between him and Gargery。
The other cat was far less trouble。 It had made a remarkable recovery； and once we had got it cleaned up it turned out to be quite a pretty creature； with an interesting pattern of black spots and a ringed tail； but it didn't want to stay at the house either。 It trotted after Ramses； shrieking pitifully when he tried to leave for the dig； and it managed to escape from any confinement we arranged。 Ramses would not allow it to be caged； and closed doors and shutters proved no impediment。 I could not imagine how it got out； but Sennia felt certain she knew。 〃It is the Great Cat of Re；〃 she announced。 〃It has magical powers。〃
Ramses's eyebrows tilted up in silent skepticism as he looked at the miniature creature sitting on his knee； and Sennia elaborated。 〃I know it is not very large just now； but it will grow。〃
Nefret had planned to name the creature Osiris； since it had virtually e back from the dead； but from then on it was the Great Cat of Re； and soon learned to answer to its name。 Emerson； who is fond of cats and whose sense of humor is somewhat childish； found it very amusing to bellow out those sonorous syllables and have his summons promptly answered by a very small； very fuzzy kitten。 At first Horus was fascinated by the creature。 Seized by what appeared to be a misplaced maternal instinct； he would wash it till it squealed and carry it around in his mouth。 He became bored with this eventually。 Such is often the case； even with human parents。
Toward the end of the week Emerson proposed that we stop work early and go to Medinet Habu to see how Cyrus was getting on。 We took the cat with us； since it would not be left behind。 It was still small enough to fit into one of Ramses's pockets； and I must say it looked very peculiar with its paws hooked over the flap and its small head peering interestedly out at the world。 Our cats had a considerable reputation in Egypt； being regarded as possessing supernatural powers。 I suspected this one would prove to be no exception。
During the Pyramid Age； the temples serving the dead monarch's funerary cult were built close by the monuments。 When the pharaohs of the Eighteenth Dynasty decided to hide their tombs in the depths of the western mountains； the temples had to be located elsewhere。 At one time a long row of them ran along the edge of the cultivation。 Most were now in a sad state of ruination； but Medinet Habu； the temple of Ramses III （not to be confused with Ramses II）； was still well preserved； and full of interest。 The fortified towers through which one entered the area were decorated in the conventional style； with reliefs of the king smiting various enemies； but the interior contained some charming scenes of his majesty dallying with ladies of the court。 （Let me hasten to add that there were no vulgarities depicted。） The first great pylon stood almost intact； its walls and the walls of the courts and colonnades covered with reliefs and inscriptions。 The place had been a residence as well as a religious edifice； a tumble of mud…brick walls indicated the site of what had once been a palace。 In addition to the monuments of Ramses III； there were two other structures； one of which； begun in the early Eighteenth Dynasty； had been added on to by successive rulers clear down to the Roman period。 Another； smaller； plex belonged to the God's Wives of Amon； who had held almost royal status in Thebes during the late dynasties。 It was this area Cyrus was excavating。
We passed through the towers of the gateway into the great open court。 Emerson's keen gaze swept the surroun
