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yes, all right,' said Teppicymon. 'No need to get carried away. He was a man, just like all of us.'
'"AndKhuftthecamelherderlookeduponthevalley. . ."' Dil began.
'After seven thousand yeares, he wyll be wantyng to look upon yt again,' said Ashk-ur-men-tep bluntly.
'Even so,' said the king. 'It does seem a bit . .
'The Teppicymon tottered forward and grabbed the door of the pyramid. It moved quite easily. Then he examined the stone beneath it. Derelict and half-covered though it was, someone had taken care to keep a pathway clear to the pyramid. And the stone was quite worn away, as by the passage of many feet.
This was not, by the nature of things, the normal state of affairs for a pyramid. The whole point was that once you were in, you were in.
The mummies examined the worn entrance and creaked at one another in surprise. One dead are equal,' said Ashk-ur-men-tep. 'You, younge manne. Calle hym forth.' 'Who, me?' said Gern. 'But he was the Fir-' 'Yes, we've been through all that,' said Teppicymon. 'Do it. Everyone's getting impatient. So is he, I expect.' Gern rolled his eyes, and hefted the hammer. Just as it was about to hiss down on the seal Dil darted forward, causing Gern to dance wildly across the ground in a groin-straining effort to avoid interring the hammer in his master's head. 'It's open!' said Dil. 'Look! The seal just swings aside!' 'Youe meane he iss oute?'