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<h3> Chapter XV </h3>
<h3> The Purpose of Queen Tera </h3>
<p>"Now, as to the Star Jewel! This she manifestly regarded as the
greatest of her treasures. On it she had engraven words which none of
her time dared to speak.</p>
<p>"In the old Egyptian belief it was held that there were words, which,
if used properly—for the method of speaking them was as important as
the words themselves—could command the Lords of the Upper and the
Lower Worlds. The 'hekau', or word of power, was all-important in
certain ritual. On the Jewel of Seven Stars, which, as you know, is
carved into the image of a scarab, are graven in hieroglyphic two such
hekau, one above, the other underneath. But you will understand better
when you see it! Wait here! Do not stir!"</p>
<p>As he spoke, he rose and left the room. A great fear for him came over
me; but I was in some strange way relieved when I looked at Margaret.
Whenever there had been any possibility of danger to her father, she
had shown great fear for him; now she was calm and placid. I said
nothing, but waited.</p>
<p>In two or three minutes, Mr. Trelawny returned. He held in his hand a
little golden box. This, as he resumed his seat, he placed before him
on the table. We all leaned forward as he opened it.</p>
<p>On a lining of white satin lay a wondrous ruby of immense size, almost
as big as the top joint of Margaret's little finger. It was carven—it
could not possibly have been its natural shape, but jewels do not show
the working of the tool—into the shape of a scarab, with its wings
folded, and its legs and feelers pressed back to its sides. Shining
through its wondrous "pigeon's blood" colour were seven different
stars, each of seven points, in such position that they reproduced
exactly the figure of the Plough. There could be no possible mistake
as to this in the mind of anyone who had ever noted the constellation.
On it were some hieroglyphic figures, cut with the most exquisite
precision, as I could see when it came to my turn to use the
magnifying-glass, which Mr. Trelawny took from his pocket and handed to
us.</p>
<p>When we all had seen it fully, Mr. Trelawny turned it over so that it
rested on its back in a cavity made to hold it in the upper half of the
box. The reverse was no less wonderful than the upper, being carved to
resemble the under side of the beetle. It, too, had some hieroglyphic
figures cut on it. Mr. Trelawny resumed his lecture as we all sat with
our heads close to this wonderful jewel:</p>
<p>"As you see, there are two words, one on the top, the other underneath.
The symbols on the top represent a single word, composed of one
syllable prolonged, with its determinatives. You know, all of you, I
suppose, that the Egyptian language was phonetic, and that the
hieroglyphic symbol represented the sound. The first symbol here, the
hoe, means 'mer', and the two pointed ellipses the prolongation of the
final r: mer-r-r. The sitting figure with the hand to its face is what
we call the 'determinative' of 'thought'; and the roll of papyrus that
of 'abstraction'. Thus we get the word 'mer', love, in its abstract,
general, and fullest sense. This is the hekau which can command the
Upper World."</p>
<p>Margaret's face was a glory as she said in a deep, low, ringing tone:</p>
<p>"Oh, but it is true. How the old wonder-workers guessed at almighty
Truth!" Then a hot blush swept her face, and her eyes fell. Her
father smiled at her lovingly as he resumed:</p>
<p>"The symbolisation of the word on the reverse is simpler, though the
meaning is more abstruse. The first symbol means 'men', 'abiding', and
the second, 'ab', 'the heart'. So that we get 'abiding of heart', or
in our own language 'patience'. And this is the hekau to control the
Lower World!"</p>
<p>He closed the box, and motioning us to remain as we were, he went back
to his room to replace the Jewel in the safe. When he had returned and
resumed his seat, he went on:</p>
<p>"That Jewel, with its mystic words, and which Queen Tera held under her
hand in the sarcophagus, was to be an important factor—probably the
most important—in the working out of the act of her resurrection.
From the first I seemed by a sort of instinct to realise this. I kept
the Jewel within my great safe, whence none could extract it; not even
Queen Tera herself with her astral body."</p>
<p>"Her 'astral body'? What is that, Father? What does that mean?" There
was a keenness in Margaret's voice as she asked the question which
surprised me a little; but Trelawny smiled a sort of indulgent parental
smile, which came through his grim solemnity like sunshine through a
rifted cloud, as he spoke:</p>
<p>"The astral body, which is a part of Buddhist belief, long subsequent
to the time I speak of, and which is an accepted fact of modern
mysticism, had its rise in Ancient Egypt; at least, so far as we know.
It is that the gifted individual can at will, quick as thought itself,
transfer his body whithersoever he chooses, by the dissolution and
reincarnation of particles. In the ancient belief there were several
parts of a human being. You may as well know them; so that you will
understand matters relative to them or dependent on them as they occur.</p>
<p>"First there is the 'Ka', or 'Double', which, as Doctor Budge explains,
may be defined as 'an abstract individuality of personality' which was
imbued with all the characteristic attributes of the individual it
represented, and possessed an absolutely independent existence. It was
free to move from place to place on earth at will; and it could enter
into heaven and hold converse with the gods. Then there was the 'Ba',
or 'soul', which dwelt in the 'Ka', and had the power of becoming
corporeal or incorporeal at will; 'it had both substance and form....
It had power to leave the tomb.... It could revisit the body in the
tomb ... and could reincarnate it and hold converse with it.' Again
there was the 'Khu', the 'spiritual intelligence', or spirit. It took
the form of 'a shining, luminous, intangible shape of the body.'...
Then, again, there was the 'Sekhem', or 'power' of a man, his strength
or vital force personified. These were the 'Khaibit', or 'shadow', the
'Ren', or 'name', the 'Khat', or 'physical body', and 'Ab', the
'heart', in which life was seated, went to the full making up of a man.</p>
<p>"Thus you will see, that if this division of functions, spiritual and
bodily, ethereal and corporeal, ideal and actual, be accepted as exact,
there are all the possibilities and capabilities of corporeal
transference, guided always by an unimprisonable will or intelligence."
As he paused I murmured the lines from Shelley's "Prometheus Unbound":</p>
<p class="poem">
"'The Magnus Zoroaster...<br/>
Met his own image walking in the garden.'"<br/></p>
<p>Mr. Trelawny was not displeased. "Quite so!" he said, in his quiet
way. "Shelley had a better conception of ancient beliefs than any of
our poets." With a voice changed again he resumed his lecture, for so
it was to some of us:</p>
<p>"There is another belief of the ancient Egyptian which you must bear in
mind; that regarding the ushaptiu figures of Osiris, which were placed
with the dead to its work in the Under World. The enlargement of this
idea came to a belief that it was possible to transmit, by magical
formulae, the soul and qualities of any living creature to a figure
made in its image. This would give a terrible extension of power to
one who held the gift of magic.</p>
<p>"It is from a union of these various beliefs, and their natural
corollaries, that I have come to the conclusion that Queen Tera
expected to be able to effect her own resurrection, when, and where,
and how, she would. That she may have held before her a definite time
for making her effort is not only possible but likely. I shall not
stop now to explain it, but shall enter upon the subject later on.
With a soul with the Gods, a spirit which could wander the earth at
will, and a power of corporeal transference, or an astral body, there
need be no bounds or limits to her ambition. The belief is forced upon
us that for these forty or fifty centuries she lay dormant in her
tomb—waiting. Waiting with that 'patience' which could rule the Gods
of the Under World, for that 'love' which could command those of the
Upper World. What she may have dreamt we know not; but her dream must
have been broken when the Dutch explorer entered her sculptured cavern,
and his follower violated the sacred privacy of her tomb by his rude
outrage in the theft of her hand.</p>
<p>"That theft, with all that followed, proved to us one thing, however:
that each part of her body, though separated from the rest, can be a
central point or rallying place for the items or particles of her
astral body. That hand in my room could ensure her instantaneous
presence in the flesh, and its equally rapid dissolution.</p>
<p>"Now comes the crown of my argument. The purpose of the attack on me
was to get the safe open, so that the sacred Jewel of Seven Stars could
be extracted. That immense door of the safe could not keep out her
astral body, which, or any part of it, could gather itself as well
within as without the safe. And I doubt not that in the darkness of
the night that mummied hand sought often the Talisman Jewel, and drew
new inspiration from its touch. But despite all its power, the astral
body could not remove the Jewel through the chinks of the safe. The
Ruby is not astral; and it could only be moved in the ordinary way by
the opening of the doors. To this end, the Queen used her astral body
and the fierce force of her Familiar, to bring to the keyhole of the
safe the master key which debarred her wish. For years I have
suspected, nay, have believed as much; and I, too, guarded myself
against powers of the Nether World. I, too, waited in patience till I
should have gathered together all the factors required for the opening
of the Magic Coffer and the resurrection of the mummied Queen!" He
paused, and his daughter's voice came out sweet and clear, and full of
intense feeling:</p>
<p>"Father, in the Egyptian belief, was the power of resurrection of a
mummied body a general one, or was it limited? That is: could it
achieve resurrection many times in the course of ages; or only once,
and that one final?"</p>
<p>"There was but one resurrection," he answered. "There were some who
believed that this was to be a definite resurrection of the body into
the real world. But in the common belief, the Spirit found joy in the
Elysian Fields, where there was plenty of food and no fear of famine.
Where there was moisture and deep-rooted reeds, and all the joys that
are to be expected by the people of an arid land and burning clime."</p>
<p>Then Margaret spoke with an earnestness which showed the conviction of
her inmost soul:</p>
<p>"To me, then, it is given to understand what was the dream of this
great and far-thinking and high-souled lady of old; the dream that held
her soul in patient waiting for its realisation through the passing of
all those tens of centuries. The dream of a love that might be; a love
that she felt she might, even under new conditions, herself evoke. The
love that is the dream of every woman's life; of the Old and of the
New; Pagan or Christian; under whatever sun; in whatever rank or
calling; however may have been the joy or pain of her life in other
ways. Oh! I know it! I know it! I am a woman, and I know a woman's
heart. What were the lack of food or the plenitude of it; what were
feast or famine to this woman, born in a palace, with the shadow of the
Crown of the Two Egypts on her brows! What were reedy morasses or the
tinkle of running water to her whose barges could sweep the great Nile
from the mountains to the sea. What were petty joys and absence of
petty fears to her, the raising of whose hand could hurl armies, or
draw to the water-stairs of her palaces the commerce of the world! At
whose word rose temples filled with all the artistic beauty of the
Times of Old which it was her aim and pleasure to restore! Under whose
guidance the solid rock yawned into the sepulchre that she designed!</p>
<p>"Surely, surely, such a one had nobler dreams! I can feel them in my
heart; I can see them with my sleeping eyes!"</p>
<p>As she spoke she seemed to be inspired; and her eyes had a far-away
look as though they saw something beyond mortal sight. And then the
deep eyes filled up with unshed tears of great emotion. The very soul
of the woman seemed to speak in her voice; whilst we who listened sat
entranced.</p>
<p>"I can see her in her loneliness and in the silence of her mighty
pride, dreaming her own dream of things far different from those around
her. Of some other land, far, far away under the canopy of the silent
night, lit by the cool, beautiful light of the stars. A land under
that Northern star, whence blew the sweet winds that cooled the
feverish desert air. A land of wholesome greenery, far, far away.
Where were no scheming and malignant priesthood; whose ideas were to
lead to power through gloomy temples and more gloomy caverns of the
dead, through an endless ritual of death! A land where love was not
base, but a divine possession of the soul! Where there might be some
one kindred spirit which could speak to hers through mortal lips like
her own; whose being could merge with hers in a sweet communion of soul
to soul, even as their breaths could mingle in the ambient air! I know
the feeling, for I have shared it myself. I may speak of it now, since
the blessing has come into my own life. I may speak of it since it
enables me to interpret the feelings, the very longing soul, of that
sweet and lovely Queen, so different from her surroundings, so high
above her time! Whose nature, put into a word, could control the forces
of the Under World; and the name of whose aspiration, though but graven
on a star-lit jewel, could command all the powers in the Pantheon of
the High Gods.</p>
<p>"And in the realisation of that dream she will surely be content to
rest!"</p>
<p>We men sat silent, as the young girl gave her powerful interpretation
of the design or purpose of the woman of old. Her every word and tone
carried with it the conviction of her own belief. The loftiness of her
thoughts seemed to uplift us all as we listened. Her noble words,
flowing in musical cadence and vibrant with internal force, seemed to
issue from some great instrument of elemental power. Even her tone was
new to us all; so that we listened as to some new and strange being
from a new and strange world. Her father's face was full of delight.
I knew now its cause. I understood the happiness that had come into
his life, on his return to the world that he knew, from that prolonged
sojourn in the world of dreams. To find in his daughter, whose nature
he had never till now known, such a wealth of affection, such a
splendour of spiritual insight, such a scholarly imagination, such...
The rest of his feeling was of hope!</p>
<p>The two other men were silent unconsciously. One man had had his
dreaming; for the other, his dreams were to come.</p>
<p>For myself, I was like one in a trance. Who was this new, radiant
being who had won to existence out of the mist and darkness of our
fears? Love has divine possibilities for the lover's heart! The wings
of the soul may expand at any time from the shoulders of the loved one,
who then may sweep into angel form. I knew that in my Margaret's
nature were divine possibilities of many kinds. When under the shade
of the overhanging willow-tree on the river, I had gazed into the
depths of her beautiful eyes, I had thenceforth a strict belief in the
manifold beauties and excellences of her nature; but this soaring and
understanding spirit was, indeed, a revelation. My pride, like her
father's, was outside myself; my joy and rapture were complete and
supreme!</p>
<p>When we had all got back to earth again in our various ways, Mr.
Trelawny, holding his daughter's hand in his, went on with his
discourse:</p>
<p>"Now, as to the time at which Queen Tera intended her resurrection to
take place! We are in contact with some of the higher astronomical
calculations in connection with true orientation. As you know, the
stars shift their relative positions in the heavens; but though the
real distances traversed are beyond all ordinary comprehension, the
effects as we see them are small. Nevertheless, they are susceptible
of measurement, not by years, indeed, but by centuries. It was by this
means that Sir John Herschel arrived at the date of the building of the
Great Pyramid—a date fixed by the time necessary to change the star of
the true north from Draconis to the Pole Star, and since then verified
by later discoveries. From the above there can be no doubt whatever
that astronomy was an exact science with the Egyptians at least a
thousand years before the time of Queen Tera. Now, the stars that go
to make up a constellation change in process of time their relative
positions, and the Plough is a notable example. The changes in the
position of stars in even forty centuries is so small as to be hardly
noticeable by an eye not trained to minute observances, but they can be
measured and verified. Did you, or any of you, notice how exactly the
stars in the Ruby correspond to the position of the stars in the
Plough; or how the same holds with regard to the translucent places in
the Magic Coffer?"</p>
<p>We all assented. He went on:</p>
<p>"You are quite correct. They correspond exactly. And yet when Queen
Tera was laid in her tomb, neither the stars in the Jewel nor the
translucent places in the Coffer corresponded to the position of the
stars in the Constellation as they then were!"</p>
<p>We looked at each other as he paused: a new light was breaking upon
us. With a ring of mastery in his voice he went on:</p>
<p>"Do you not see the meaning of this? Does it not throw a light on the
intention of the Queen? She, who was guided by augury, and magic, and
superstition, naturally chose a time for her resurrection which seemed
to have been pointed out by the High Gods themselves, who had sent
their message on a thunderbolt from other worlds. When such a time was
fixed by supernal wisdom, would it not be the height of human wisdom to
avail itself of it? Thus it is"—here his voice deepened and trembled
with the intensity of his feeling—"that to us and our time is given
the opportunity of this wondrous peep into the old world, such as has
been the privilege of none other of our time; which may never be again.</p>
<p>"From first to last the cryptic writing and symbolism of that wondrous
tomb of that wondrous woman is full of guiding light; and the key of
the many mysteries lies in that most wondrous Jewel which she held in
her dead hand over the dead heart, which she hoped and believed would
beat again in a newer and nobler world!</p>
<p>"There are only loose ends now to consider. Margaret has given us the
true inwardness of the feeling of the other Queen!" He looked at her
fondly, and stroked her hand as he said it. "For my own part I
sincerely hope she is right; for in such case it will be a joy, I am
sure, to all of us to assist at such a realisation of hope. But we
must not go too fast, or believe too much in our present state of
knowledge. The voice that we hearken for comes out of times strangely
other than our own; when human life counted for little, and when the
morality of the time made little account of the removing of obstacles
in the way to achievement of desire. We must keep our eyes fixed on
the scientific side, and wait for the developments on the psychic side.</p>
<p>"Now, as to this stone box, which we call the Magic Coffer. As I have
said, I am convinced that it opens only in obedience to some principle
of light, or the exercise of some of its forces at present unknown to
us. There is here much ground for conjecture and for experiment; for
as yet the scientists have not thoroughly differentiated the kinds, and
powers, and degrees of light. Without analysing various rays we may, I
think, take it for granted that there are different qualities and
powers of light; and this great field of scientific investigation is
almost virgin soil. We know as yet so little of natural forces, that
imagination need set no bounds to its flights in considering the
possibilities of the future. Within but a few years we have made such
discoveries as two centuries ago would have sent the discoverer's to
the flames. The liquefaction of oxygen; the existence of radium, of
helium, of polonium, of argon; the different powers of Roentgen and
Cathode and Bequerel rays. And as we may finally prove that there are
different kinds and qualities of light, so we may find that combustion
may have its own powers of differentiation; that there are qualities in
some flames non-existent in others. It may be that some of the
essential conditions of substance are continuous, even in the
destruction of their bases. Last night I was thinking of this, and
reasoning that as there are certain qualities in some oils which are
not in others, so there may be certain similar or corresponding
qualities or powers in the combinations of each. I suppose we have all
noticed some time or other that the light of colza oil is not quite the
same as that of paraffin, or that the flames of coal gas and whale oil
are different. They find it so in the light-houses! All at once it
occurred to me that there might be some special virtue in the oil which
had been found in the jars when Queen Tera's tomb was opened. These
had not been used to preserve the intestines as usual, so they must
have been placed there for some other purpose. I remembered that in
Van Huyn's narrative he had commented on the way the jars were sealed.
This was lightly, though effectually; they could be opened without
force. The jars were themselves preserved in a sarcophagus which,
though of immense strength and hermetically sealed, could be opened
easily. Accordingly, I went at once to examine the jars. A little—a
very little of the oil still remained, but it had grown thick in the
two and a half centuries in which the jars had been open. Still, it
was not rancid; and on examining it I found it was cedar oil, and that
it still exhaled something of its original aroma. This gave me the idea
that it was to be used to fill the lamps. Whoever had placed the oil
in the jars, and the jars in the sarcophagus, knew that there might be
shrinkage in process of time, even in vases of alabaster, and fully
allowed for it; for each of the jars would have filled the lamps half a
dozen times. With part of the oil remaining I made some experiments,
therefore, which may give useful results. You know, Doctor, that cedar
oil, which was much used in the preparation and ceremonials of the
Egyptian dead, has a certain refractive power which we do not find in
other oils. For instance, we use it on the lenses of our microscopes
to give additional clearness of vision. Last night I put some in one
of the lamps, and placed it near a translucent part of the Magic
Coffer. The effect was very great; the glow of light within was fuller
and more intense than I could have imagined, where an electric light
similarly placed had little, if any, effect. I should have tried
others of the seven lamps, but that my supply of oil ran out. This,
however, is on the road to rectification. I have sent for more cedar
oil, and expect to have before long an ample supply. Whatever may
happen from other causes, our experiment shall not, at all events, fail
from this. We shall see! We shall see!"</p>
<p>Doctor Winchester had evidently been following the logical process of
the other's mind, for his comment was:</p>
<p>"I do hope that when the light is effective in opening the box, the
mechanism will not be impaired or destroyed."</p>
<p>His doubt as to this gave anxious thought to some of us.</p>
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