Curse of the Mummy's Tomb

by GhostAlleyCat

The Grandson of Rick O'Connell and Evie Carnahan join up with a British archaeologist and his American investor ship an Egyptian mummy's sarcophagus to London, but someone has the amulet to revive the mummy that will then kill all those who disturbed its tomb. It's a sequel to The Mummy, The Mummy Returns, and Tomb of the Dragon Emperor.

7. Chapter 7 - Rhodopis

Chapter 7: Rhodopis:

Guo's POV:

We were all staring at the mummy.

"She's worth ten cents of anybody's money," says Mr. King.

"Mr. King, you are an incredible man," says Annette.

"Well... Some of us have got it. And the others ride home in a horse cart."

Adam's POV:

"... ahnd when my Mahthair died... my Fahthair went to pahrees to lecture aht ze museum of egyptahlogy. Eet wahs 6 years befahre I sahw heem ahgain."

"Why didn't he take you with him," I asked.

"I wahs a great deesahppointment to heem," says Annette.

"Why was that," I asked.

"He ahlways wahnted a sahn," says Annette.

"What a very foolish man," I said.

"Yes, but eet deed wahrk out well," says Annette, "een ordair to get hees lahve, I studied twice ahs hahrd ahs ahny sahn would hahve. I read everytheeng he wrahte, ahnd ahnytheeng else I could lay my hahnds on. So zat by ze time I went to pahrees, I could cahnverse weeth heem on hees own level."

"He was surprised," I asked.

"He wahs delighted," says Annette, "ahnd eenseested I join heem ahs hees ahsseestahnt."

"So, the story has a happy ending," I said.

"Oui," says Annette, "unteel zat night een ze desert."

"Well, all that's behind you now," I said, "here's to the future."

We then had our drinks. "Excellent brahndy," says Annette.

"The perfect blend of just the right ingredients," I said, "like beauty and intelligence in a woman. But it often disturbs me when women use their intelligence only for academic pursuits."

"Whaht would you hahve us do," asks Annette, "seet aht hahme?"

"No my dear, you missed the point, entirely," I said, "intelligence can be gainfully employed in the home as in the academy."

"You surprised me, Ahdahm," says Annette, "you ahre ze first mahn I've met who could really understahnd whaht a hahme means to a wahmahn."

"Doesn't Guo," I asked.

"No, naht cahmpletely," says Annette, "he's prepahred to mahrry me ahnd ahllow me to cahnteenue weeth my cahreair. But eef only he felt ahs you do."

"But you will marry him," I asked.

"I'm naht sure yet," says Annette.

"Then I implore you to be certain before you decide," I said, "a wasted life is tragedy enough, but for you to throw away yours on compromise would be doubly tragic."

"You ahre very cahnsiderahte, Ahdahm," says Annette.

"And you are very beautiful, Annette," I said.

"Yes Sir, they're both in the sitting room, Sir."

Then Guo entered. "I'm sorry I'm late," says Guo, "I'm afraid Mr. King's new world charm is beginning to wear thin. If he continued to work me as hard as he's doing now... I... er... shall be as moribund as the mummy."

"Are you very tired," I asked, "would you like to eat in your rooms?"

"Thank you," says Guo, "I have eaten. But I wouldn't say no to a drink if offered."

"Forgive me," I said, "Brandy?"

"Yes, if it's not too much trouble," says Guo, "Annette, what's that?"

"Eet's just a medahllion," says Annette.

"Did he give it to you," asks Guo.

"No, my Fahthair deed," says Annette, "ze day he died."

"May I see that," I asked.

"Of course," says Annette.

I took a look at it. "Is it from the tomb," asks Guo.

"No, of course naht," says Annette, "do you sink my Fahthair would tahke..."

"It can't be from the tomb," I said, "both the stone and the hieroglyphics are at least 2,000 years older than that. These are early old kingdom."

"How would you know that," asks Guo.

"My interest in your work is not entirely an amateur one," I said, "but my studies were on an earlier period than the Egyptian. Here, see for yourself."

"I'm sorry," says Guo, "I can't agree with that. I still believe it could be from the tomb."

"Let me assure you, Mr. O'Connell," I said, "it is old kingdom."

"Nobody could be as assure as you are, Mr. Beauchamp without extensive examination," says Guo.

"Then why don't you reserve judgement until you have made an extensive examination," I asked.

"Very well," says Guo, "with your permission, Annette, I will. There's only one person who would have books that can determine it and that is Sir Giles. I'll take it to him. I'll go right away." Guo then left.

"Another brandy," I offered.

To Be Continued

In the next chapter, Guo shows the medallion to Sir Giles.