Hope, you are, a witness that I have not meddled with the dead: you were present when I opened the packing case: you have seen that a useless body has been substituted for a valuable mummy.

And yet this old witch dares--dares--" Braddock stamped and grew incoherent from sheer rage.
Archie soothed him, leaving go of Widow Anne's arm to do so.

"Hush! hush!" said the young man quietly, "the poor woman does not know what she is saying.

I'll go for the police and--" "No," interrupted the Professor sharply; "Cockatoo can go for the inspector of Pierside.

I shall call in the village constable.
Meanwhile you keep the key of the museum," he dropped it into Hope's breast-pocket, "so that you and the police may be sure the body has not been touched.