of Queen Axtarte and the name of the author was Dr John
Farrow.
Salahadin knew that Queen Axtarte was a queen in Ancient
Egypt. And Salahadin had read many books on Ancient Egypt
written by famous archeologists. But he had never heard of an
archeologist called Dr Farrow.
Salahadin decided to buy the book and read it later. He
paid for the postcard and the book and walked out into
the busy streets of Piccadilly. It was now raining heavily.
Salahadin walked towards Leicester Square. He noticed that
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a new film was being shown in one of the cinemas. Salahadin
decided that was the best way to spend a wet evening in
London. He had a meal in a small restaurant and went into
the cinema.
It was very late when Salahadin got back to his hotel. He went
to bed and soon fell asleep. The Mystery of Queen Axtarte lay on
the table beside his bed. It was still wrapped up in the paper from
the bookshop.
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Who is Dr Farrow?
W
hen Salahadin was having breakfast the next morning, he
was called to the telephone. It was his friend, Dr Earl.
'Welcome back to London,' said Dr Earl. 'My wife and I want
to know if you'd like to lunch with us today?'
'Yes, I'd like that. Thanks very much. I'll get a train from
Waterloo and I'll be at your house by twelve.'
Peter Earl lived in Richmond, a suburb
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of London.
Salahadin knew it well - he had been there many times
before.
After breakfast, Salahadin had some time to wait before
starting out on his journey to Richmond.
He remembered the book he had bought the night before.
He unwrapped it and read what was written on the back
cover.
Salahadin started to read the book, but soon it was time to
leave for his train to Richmond.
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Who is Dr Farrow!
Who is Dr Farrow?
'There's a report on page three that puzzles me,' went on
Peter Earl.
Salahadin opened the paper at page three and found the
report near the bottom of the page.
'This pillar from the Temple of Karnak . . .' Salahadin began.
'Is there really such a pillar in the Museum?'
'Yes, there is. And it's got some marks on it which might be
writing. But no one is certain.'
'It seems that Dr John Farrow is certain,' said Salahadin.
'Who is Dr Farrow? Why haven't I heard his name before?'
Peter Earl told Salahadin what he knew about Dr Farrow.
'Farrow is about twenty-eight years old. He was a brilliant stu-
dent at Cambridge. One of the best there has ever been. But after
he got his doctorate, he changed completely. He left Cambridge
about three years ago and went to live with some friends in Wales.
He didn't write any letters. He didn't tell anyone about his visits
to the British Museum and his interest in the pillar from Karnak.
He has written this book and now he has gone off to Cairo.'
'And his wife has gone with him,' said Salahadin.
'I didn't even know that he was married,' said Peter Earl.
'And he's never been to Egypt before,' went on Salahadin.
'He doesn't know how hot it is. It's too hot to search for a tomb
near Luxor at this time of the year.'
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In Dr Peter Earl's sitting-room, Salahadin looked out across
the street to the Richmond park. He watched an old man
with his dog.
'An Englishman and his dog,' said Salahadin. 'I've never been
able to understand the English and their love of dogs.'
'And you Egyptians, my friend,' replied Peter Earl, 'what
about your cats? Your ancestors
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- the Ancient Egyptians - loved
cats, didn't they?'
They both laughed.
'Talking of Ancient Egyptians reminds me of something,' said
Salahadin. 'I found a new book in a bookshop in Piccadilly last
night. It's written by a man called Farrow - Dr John Farrow. Have
you heard of him?'
'Dr John Farrow - now that is strange. I was going to ask you
about him. Have you read this morning's papers?'
Peter Earl handed Salahadin a copy of The Sunday Times.
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