The Mummy! A Tale of the Twenty-Second CenturyLoudon, Mrs. (Jane)
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The Mummy! A Tale of the Twenty-Second Century
Loudon, Mrs. (Jane)
Feminist fiction; Science fiction; Twenty-second century -- Fiction
"Say no more--say no more!" interrupted the worthy justice, for such he
was. "Get about your business, you rapscallions, or I'll read the riot
act! Here, Gregory, call out the posse comitatus, and set a guard of
constables to keep watch over these gentlemen's balloon, whilst they go
to explore the Pyramids. Eh! but where is the balloon? I don't see it.
I hope neither of the gentlemen has put it in his pocket!" laughing at
his own wit.
"No, Sir," returned Edric, smiling, "though it is a feat which might
easily be accomplished, for that is our balloon," pointing to the
caoutchouc bottle, now shrunk to its original dimensions.
"Very strange, that!" said the Justice; "Very curious, very curious
indeed! Well, gentlemen, if you wish to proceed immediately, you'll
want a guide of course. These cottages at the foot of the Pyramids are
all inhabited by guides, who get their living by showing the sights.
They are sad rogues, most of them, but I can recommend you to one who
is a very honest man. Here, Samuel," continued he, knocking against a
small door, "Samuel! I say!"
Samuel made his appearance, in the guise of a tall, raw-boned,
stupid-looking fellow, with a pair of immensely broad stooping
shoulders, which looked as though he could have relieved Atlas
occasionally of his burthen, without much trouble to himself. Coming
forth from his hut in an awkward shambling pace, he scratched his head,
and demanded what his honour pleased to want.
"You must show these gentlemen the Pyramids," said the Justice.
"Ay, that I will with pleasure!" returned Samuel; "I've got my living
by showing them these fifty years, man and boy; and I know every crink
and cranny of them, though I'm old now and somewhat lame. So walk this
way, gentlemen."
"We are very much obliged to you, Sir," said the doctor, bowing to the
Justice; who was in fact one of those good-natured, busy, bustling
men, who are always better pleased to transact any other person's
business than their own; and are never so happy as when a new arrival
gives them an opportunity of showing off their consequence. Indeed,
there is a pleasure in showing wonders to a stranger, that only those
who have little else to occupy their minds can properly estimate: a
man of this kind feels his self-love gratified by the superiority his
local knowledge gives him over a stranger; and, as it is, perhaps,
the only chance he ever can have of showing superiority, they must
be unreasonable who blame him for making the most of it. Justice
Freemantle was accordingly exceedingly delighted with travellers who
seemed disposed to submit implicitly to his dictation; and he returned
a most gracious reply to the doctor's thanks.
"Don't mention it! don't mention it, my dear Sir!" said he; "I am never
so happy as when I can make myself useful. Is there any thing else I
can do for you? You may command me, I assure you; and you may depend
upon it, no injury shall be done to your luggage, whilst you are away."
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