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Obdurate, aren’t you? or simply morbidly curious? i do know, this ebook is sort of a automobile coincidence. You don’t are looking to stare—you simply can’t aid it. If it’s any convenience, your outdated pal Cass is something yet chuffed on the time this tale starts. She, too, is wanting to examine the key. lately, have in mind, she got here torturously just about studying the key. one of the issues she inherited from her ancestor, the Jester, was once a fraction of papyrus with the key written on it in hieroglyphs. unluckily, the papyrus disintegrated in entrance of her eyes. Now Cass is headed for her grandfathers’ position. She has simply heard that her grandfathers are promoting their outdated firehouse, and he or she desires to ensure the Jester’s trunk doesn’t wander away within the stream. She hopes that one other clue concerning the mystery may well lie contained in the— Oh! There she is, strolling down the line to the firehouse with Max-Ernest. I didn’t become aware of I’d been happening for therefore lengthy. If I’m no longer improper, they're discussing the project they simply grew to become in for his or her class’s Egypt unit: make an inventory of the 10 stuff you may take with you into the afterlife. As I’m convinced you recognize, the traditional Egyptians have been very a fan of maintaining as a lot of their possessions as possible—for so long as attainable. right here, let’s pay attention: “… and an enormous bar of chocolate, after all, in case i am getting hungry within the afterlife, and a couple of lingerie, simply because, you know,” Max-Ernest was once asserting. “Oh, and a deck of playing cards. Or do you think that that’s dishonest? on the grounds that there are fifty-two playing cards in a deck, and we’re in simple terms presupposed to take ten issues? ” “No, i feel you could count number a deck as one thing,” acknowledged Cass, jogging a couple of toes forward. Max-Ernest struggled to maintain. The view couldn’t were extra frequent. The backpack. The braids. the large pointy ears. constantly, continuously from in the back of. Which used to be very unfair, if you considered it. He, Max-Ernest, was once shorter than Cass. Rightfully, he may still cross first; he wouldn’t block her line of imaginative and prescient. “Did the Egyptians have playing cards? ” Cass requested casually. “It appears like hieroglyphs could make a funky deck of playing cards. ” Max-Ernest lit up. “That’s an exceptional proposal! I don’t imagine the Egyptians had them, yet shall we make our personal playing cards and—” “There are only twenty-four hieroglyphs within the Egyptian alphabet, correct? ” requested Cass, slicing him off. “Or are there extra? i think like I heard either issues. ” Cass stopped at an intersection. vehicles handed at a snail’s velocity, honking their horns impatiently. It used to be suddenly busy for his or her quiet local. “Well, there are twenty-four major ones. They stand in for sounds, like our letters do,” Max-Ernest defined, satisfied to debate an issue that was once of such passionate curiosity to him. “But there are tens of millions of others which are extra like picture-words. I don’t imagine anyone is familiar with how many—” Cass’s face fell. “They don’t—? ” “Yeah, take into consideration it—your card deck can be as huge as you want,” acknowledged Max-Ernest enthusiastically. “Oh no. That’s simply what i used to be afraid of…. ” Max-Ernest checked out Cass, careworn by way of her unexpected swap of temper.