“Well, after much wandering and trying every winding in the interminable jumble of hills, we came at last at nightfall on just such a valley as Van Huyn had described.  A valley with high, steep cliffs; narrowing in the centre, and widening out to the eastern and western ends.  At daylight we were opposite the cliff and could easily note the opening high up in the rock, and the hieroglyphic figures which were evidently intended originally to conceal it.

“But the signs which had baffled Van Huyn and those of his time—­and later, were no secrets to us.  The host of scholars who have given their brains and their lives to this work, had wrested open the mysterious prison-house of Egyptian language.  On the hewn face of the rocky cliff we, who had learned the secrets, could read what the Theban priesthood had had there inscribed nearly fifty centuries before.

“For that the external inscription was the work of the priesthood—­and a hostile priesthood at that—­there could be no living doubt.  The inscription on the rock, written in hieroglyphic, ran thus: 

“’Hither the Gods come not at any summons.  The “Nameless One” has insulted them and is for ever alone.  Go not nigh, lest their vengeance wither you away!’

“The warning must have been a terribly potent one at the time it was written and for thousands of years afterwards; even when the language in which it was given had become a dead mystery to the people of the land.  The tradition of such a terror lasts longer than its cause.  Even in the symbols used there was an added significance of alliteration.  ’For ever’ is given in the hieroglyphics as ‘millions of years’.  This symbol was repeated nine times, in three groups of three; and after each group a symbol of the Upper World, the Under World, and the Sky.  So that for this Lonely One there could be, through the vengeance of all the Gods, resurrection in neither the World of Sunlight, in the World of the Dead, or for the soul in the region of the Gods.

“Neither Mr. Trelawny nor I dared to tell any of our people what the writing meant.  For though they did not believe in the religion whence the curse came, or in the Gods whose vengeance was threatened, yet they were so superstitious that they would probably, had they known of it, have thrown up the whole task and run away.

“Their ignorance, however, and our discretion preserved us.  We made an encampment close at hand, but behind a jutting rock a little further along the valley, so that they might not have the inscription always before them.  For even that traditional name of the place:  ’The Valley of the Sorcerer’, had a fear for them; and for us through them.  With the timber which we had brought, we made a ladder up the face of the rock.  We hung a pulley on a beam fixed to project from the top of the cliff.  We found the great slab of rock, which formed the door, placed clumsily in its place and secured by a few stones.  Its own weight kept it in safe position.  In order to enter, we had to push it in; and we passed over it.  We found the great coil of chain which Van Huyn had described fastened into the rock.  There were, however, abundant evidences amid the wreckage of the great stone door, which had revolved on iron hinges at top and bottom, that ample provision had been originally made for closing and fastening it from within.