When that the hand was lifted, the sight of that wondrous stone lying there struck me with a shock almost to momentary paralysis.

I stood gazing on it, as did those with me, as though it were that faded head of the Gorgon Medusa with the snakes in her hair, whose sight struck into stone those who beheld.

So strong was the feeling that I wanted to hurry away from the place.

So, too, those with me; therefore, taking this rare jewel, together with certain amulets of strangeness and richness being wrought of jewel-stones, I made haste to depart.

I would have remained longer, and made further research in the wrappings of the mummy, but that I feared so to do.