A band of Nubians, headed by the doctor, was already swarming like ants up the pyramid, and the unhappy pair were secured.

And when the sun rose, it was upon the white sails of the dahabiyeh, the vacant pyramid, and the slumbering Sphinx.
There was great excitement at the Cairo Hotel the next morning.

The Princess and the Chevalier had disappeared, and with them Alaster McFeckless, Lady Fitz-Fulke, the doctor, and even his dahabiyeh! A thousand rumors had been in circulation.

Sir Midas Pyle looked up from the "Times" with his usual I-told-you-so expression.
"It is the most extraordinary thing, don'tcherknow," said Fitz-Fulke.
"It seems that Dr.Haustus Pilgrim was here professionally--as a nerve specialist--in the treatment of hallucinations produced by neurotic conditions, you know." "A mad doctor, here!" gasped Sir Midas.
"Yes.

The Princess, the Chevalier, McFeckless, and even my mother were all patients of his on the dahabiyeh.