H. Rider Haggard,
Smith and the Pharaohs — II
“ By heavens! it was Osiris himself or the image of Osiris, god of the Dead, the Egyptian saviour of the world! There he stood, in his mummy-cloths, wearing the feathered crown, and holding in his hands, which projected from an opening in the wrappings, the crook and the scourge of power. Was he alive, or was he dead? Smith could not tell, since he never moved, only stood there, splendid and fearful, his calm, benignant face staring into nothingness. ”
