Jane Loudon, The Mummy (Loudon) — Chapter XI. (1827)
“ A few days after this adventure, as Edric was sitting, lost in thought, in his own apartment, musing, as was his custom whenever he was alone, upon the strange adventure of the Mummy, and endeavouring in vain to imagine what might be its probable fate, he was startled by the door of his room flying suddenly open, and Roderick's rushing in pale and in violent agitation. "Oh, Edric!" cried he, "I am ruined! my fame is lost for ever! ”
