The Mummy's Ghost Page #3

There's no one here.

Tom Hervey wants

to see you, Sheriff.

Let him come in.

Good morning, Hervey.

What's on your mind this time?

Sheriff, is it still necessary

for Miss Mansouri

to remain in town?

Why?

She needs a change.

This thing has

affected her terribly.

Why, she's on the verge

of a nervous breakdown.

I want to take her

to New York.

Why should it affect her

more than anyone else

in this town?

She's not the only one

that was shocked

by the murders.

But she was the only

one found unconscious

near the scene of one of them.

Yeah, I was thinking of that.

All I meant was

her shock was greater.

And I've got to take her away.

I'm afraid

I can't agree to that.

I'm not saying

that Miss Mansouri

is actually

implicated in any way,

but this is

a serious business.

And there's

a doggone lot about it

we don't know yet.

Just to make things

a little more involved,

a man was murdered

in the Scripps Museum

last night.

Not a doubt

about it, Inspector.

Strangled, mold on the throat.

Everything identical

with the killings in Mapleton.

Dr. Ayad, as an authority

and an Egyptian,

what do you make of this?

I don't know

what to make of it.

There's not a trace

of Ananka's body.

Looks like this is one time

you museum fellows

had something

put over on you.

Maybe there never was a body

under those wrappings.

As curator of

the Scripps Museum,

I examined this mummy

when it was first brought in.

I assure you,

the body of Ananka was there.

All right, Doctor.

But then it's possible,

isn't it?

The mummy took it last night.

It would have been impossible

for anyone to remove the body

without unwinding the bandages

that bound it.

You can see for yourself

not a single wrapping

has been cut.

I don't know

how to explain it.

What are those markings?

Hieroglyphics explaining

the curse of Ananka.

Could you read them for me?

Certainly.

"Herein rests,

"and must forever rest,

the body of Ananka,

"third daughter

of Amenophis.

"In the hills of

Arkam shall Ananka lie,

"in the tomb appointed for her

and in none other,

"because,

freed from its resting place,

"her soul may find

reincarnation in another form,

"again to seek out

its salvation on Earth."

Now let me get this straight.

Are you trying to tell me

there's another Ananka

running around

loose someplace?

I merely translated

these hieroglyphics

at your request, Inspector.

That may be so,

but it sounds like

a lot of applesauce to me.

First it's a mummy,

and now it's

a reincarnated woman.

Did you find anything else?

Not a thing, Inspector.

Well, I think I'll take

a trip to Mapleton.

A little

searching around there

might turn up something.

How about it, Doctor?

Will you go with me?

I?

Yes, I may need your help.

I've had a lot of cases,

but never anything like this.

If you really

think you need me,

I'll be glad to go.

Good.

Just where was that

Egyptian girl found

the night of the murder?

Right under that tree

out there.

But we haven't found

one thing that connects her

with the case yet.

Hmm.

What's this?

Some sort of

Egyptian ceremonial lamp.

Professor Norman was

doing an experiment in it

the night he was killed.

What kind of an experiment?

Well, from what little

his wife could remember,

he was doing something

with those leaves.

Tana leaves.

Oh, the stuff that's

supposed to keep

the monster alive,

I believe you said,

Dr. Ayad.

Yes, Inspector.

Will you translate that?

Gladly.

The inscription states

that the mummy Kharis

would come

for the tana leaves

wherever they are.

But there are one

or two symbols here

which seem incomplete.

Norman had gone into this

more deeply than I.

He was a great Egyptologist,

you know.

Well, you've said enough

to convince me of one thing.

Sheriff,

in classic criminology,

the criminal always returns

to the scene of the crime.

But we're not dealing

with an ordinary criminal,

so maybe we can

make him return.

How do you figure

to do that?

Just the same way

Professor Norman did.

Okay, Inspector.

Whatever you say.

Fine. Now,

if you'll step outside,

I'll explain

the rest of my plan.

He went through these doors

at night, didn't he?

Yes.

Well,

I want a pit dug right here.

A very deep one.

A pit?

Yes. You told me bullets

wouldn't stop the mummy.

We ain't found

any yet that would.

Well, my idea, Sheriff,

is to trap the mummy

when he comes.

"If he comes."

All right, if he comes.

But once we've

got him trapped,

we'll have plenty

of time to worry

about something

that will stop him.

Okay, Inspector.

Any way you want it.

Joe, take care of this.

All right, Sheriff.

Why don't you relax, honey,

and try not to think about it.

I tried to relax, Tommy.

Honestly, I did.

But I have this awful,

haunted feeling.

All right, that settles it.

We're getting out of here.

What do you mean?

We're going to New York,

to my people.

Can you be ready to leave

early in the morning?

Oh, Tom, of course, but...

But what?

But you've forgotten.

Sheriff Elwood said

I must stay in town.

Can you imagine me

forgetting that?

Well, we'll send him

a telegram and apologize

for leaving

without saying goodbye.

But your people, Tommy,

maybe they won't want me.

Honey, I've been doing a lot

of telephoning today.

My family is busy

right now getting out

the heirloom jewels

for the bride.

"The bride"?

Oh, no, Tom.

Oh.

So you don't want

to marry me, huh?

Trying to brush me off.

It's just that

you mustn't do this, Tommy.

You'll be

graduated soon and...

I love you, Amina.

I hate to interrupt

your little love scene,

but isn't it

getting kind of late?

You're right.

This girl has to get

plenty of rest tonight.

We're leaving first

thing in the morning.

Leaving?

Yes, for New York.

I'm taking her

away from here.

I'm glad, Tom.

It's the best thing

you can do.

You'll take good care of her

until morning, won't you?

You may be sure of that.

We're going in

and lock all of the doors.

And not one of them

will be opened before morning.

Good enough. Oh,

there's one other thing.

Peanuts and I had

a man-to-man talk

this evening,

and we both agreed that

what she needs is a bodyguard

who will never

leave her side.

And he's convinced me that

he's the man for the job.

So he's yours from now on,

together with all

his accomplishments,

including his yelp,

appetite, and fleas,

to watch over you

and keep you from harm.

Thank you.

Good night, ladies.

Goodbye, Tom.

Come, darling.

Hear me,

almighty gods of Egypt.

Somewhere in the land

there is flesh and bone

that hides

the spirit of Ananka.

Show me her dwelling place,

O Mighty Amon-Ra.

Give me a sign

out of your omniscience

and mercy.

Give me a sign that

I may send Kharis forth

to reclaim her for whom

the tombs of Arkam wait.

If now the hour has come

to seek and find,

give me a sign.

Shed your light

upon the darkness

of my groping.

Hear my prayer...

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