The Wrath of Fu Manchu And Other Stories
“Tom Borrodale admitted. “Most professional Egyptologists are unimaginative. Meant to be, I guess. You see, they come across queer things, things which just have to be written off for the good of a man’s health. There’s the Haunted Tomb in the Valley of the Kings where the unwrapped mummy of a strangled girl was found; there’s the empty room in the Pyramid of Meydum; and there’s the Woman of the Great Pyramid.”
He rested bronzed and hairy legs on one chair, leaning back in another—six feet of sunbaked stolidity arrayed in shorts and a khaki shirt. It was the in-between hour, so that Shepheard’s terrace showed as nearly deserted as I had seen it since my arrival in Cairo. There were inky shadows and dazzling high lights, and, save for rather more uniforms than usual, traffic in the Sharia Kâmel was much like the traffic I remembered ten years before.
“You look fit, but a trifle warworn, Tom.”
“Yes.” He nodded and began to fill his pipe. “I joined the infantry, like a mug—and any foot sl...ogger who follows Montgomery wants iron feet as much as iron nerves.MoreLess
He rested bronzed and hairy legs on one chair, leaning back in another—six feet of sunbaked stolidity arrayed in shorts and a khaki shirt. It was the in-between hour, so that Shepheard’s terrace showed as nearly deserted as I had seen it since my arrival in Cairo. There were inky shadows and dazzling high lights, and, save for rather more uniforms than usual, traffic in the Sharia Kâmel was much like the traffic I remembered ten years before.
“You look fit, but a trifle warworn, Tom.”
“Yes.” He nodded and began to fill his pipe. “I joined the infantry, like a mug—and any foot sl...ogger who follows Montgomery wants iron feet as much as iron nerves.MoreLess
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