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 to which no stair reaches, he lies quietly in his sarcophagus, but his spirit has crossed the waters in the Sun's boat and feasts with Osiris. Whence it came, the Book must now return, and I—follow it."

He bent for an instant over the smoking ashes. A great cloud of sweet-smelling smoke rose suddenly; and when it drifted and cleared away, Siddereticus was gone and the Book of the King with him.

"You look as if you'd just waked up," said Sally, coming round the end of the deck-house. "Were you asleep? What a funny smell!"