“No, sir.  I had given up all hope of finding that.  But chance placed a clue in my hands.  At Genoa I came across a newspaper, which stated that a mummy in a green case—­and a Peruvian mummy at that—­was for sale at Malta.  I immediately made inquiries, thinking that this was the long-lost body of Inca Caxas.  But it so happened that I was too late, as already the mummy had been sold to Professor Braddock, and had been taken to England on board The Diver by Mr. Bolton.  Chance, which had pointed out the whereabouts of the mummy, also brought me at Genoa into relations with Sir Frank Random”—­Don Pedro bowed his head to the baronet —­“and, as it appeared that he knew Professor Braddock, I thankfully accepted his offer to introduce me.  Hence I am here, but only to hear that the mummy is again lost.  That is all,” and the Peruvian gentleman dramatically waved his arm.

“A strange story,” said Archie, who was the first to speak, “and it certainly solves at least one part of the mystery.”

“What is that?” demanded Mrs. Jasher quickly.

“It shows that the mummy was stolen on account of the emeralds.”

“Pardon me, but that is impossible, sir,” said Don Pedro, drawing up his lean figure.  “No one but myself knew that the mummy held two emeralds in its dead hands, and I learned that only a few years ago from the manuscript which I had the honor of showing you.”

“There is that objection assuredly,” replied Hope with composure.  “Yet I can hardly believe that any man would risk his neck to steal so remarkable a mummy, which he would have a difficulty in disposing of.  But did this assassin know of the emeralds, he would venture much to gain them, since jewels can be disposed of with comparative ease, and cannot easily be traced.”

“All the same,” said Random, looking up, “I do not see how the assassin could have learned that the jewels were wrapped in the bandages.”

“Humph!” said Hope, glancing at De Gayangos, “perhaps there is more than one copy of this manuscript you speak of.”

“Not to my knowledge.”

“The sailor Vasa might have copied it.”

“No.”  Don Pedro shook his head.  “It is written in Latin, since a Spanish priest taught the son of Inca Caxas, who wrote it, that language.  I do not think that Vasa knew Latin.  Also, if Vasa had copied the manuscript, he would have stripped the mummy to procure the jewels.  Now, in the newspaper advertisement it stated that the bandages of the mummy were intact, as also was the verdant case.  No,” said Don Pedro decisively, “I am quite of opinion that Vasa, and indeed everyone else, was ignorant of this manuscript.”

“It seems to me,” suggested Mrs. Jasher, “that it would be best to find this sailor.”

“That,” remarked De Gayangos, “is impossible.  It is twenty years since he disappeared with the mummy.  Let us drop the subject until Professor Braddock returns to discuss it with me.”  And this was accordingly done.