Elliott O'Donnell, Byways of Ghost-Land
“ On my return to Assiut, I had the mummy placed in my tent, and thought no more of it till something awoke me with a startling suddenness in the night. [43] Then, obeying a peculiar impulse, I turned over on my side and looked in the direction of my treasure."The nights in the Soudan at this time of year are brilliant; one can even see to read, and every object in the desert is almost as clearly visible as by day. But I was quite startled by the whiteness of the glow that rested on the mummy, the face of which was immediately opposite mine. ”
