In the morning, when the storm had passed, we recovered from under the piles of sand what we could of our impedimenta.

We found the case in which the mummy had been packed all broken, but the mummy itself could nowhere be found.

We searched everywhere around, and dug up the sand which had piled around us; but in vain.

We did not know what to do, for Trelawny had his heart set on taking home that mummy.

We waited a whole day in hopes that the Bedouins, who had fled, would return; we had a blind hope that they might have in some way removed the mummy from the cart, and would restore it.