
Summary
Beneath a copper sun that scorches the Theban cliffs, Professor Lampton—gaunt, parchment-skinned, a man who converses more fluently with shards of faience than with the living—stoops over a half-cleared stairway plunging into darkness. His pick strikes bedrock: the lost sepulcher of the heretic pharaoh who tried to remake gods in his own image. Yet the ledger is merciless—excavation costs devour francs faster than desert jackals strip a carcass. Enter Prince Dagmar, Balkan aristocrat in exile, silk-gloved panther draped in bespoke linen, whose smile promises patronage while his eyes appraise each bas-relief like a pawnbroker weighing gold teeth. Coins clink, shovels resume, but the bargain is Faustian: Dagmar’s purse strings yoke Lampton to a midnight larceny that will spirit Akhnaton’s funerary trove into European drawing rooms where collectors sip absinthe and barter antiquities like baseball cards. Michael Amory—draftsman, dreamer, his pupils dilated with color theory and hashish—sketches lotus-capped columns by day and sketches Margaret’s clavicles by lamplight, believing her heart belongs to the prince’s cosmopolitan glamour. Misreading a single glance, he tears himself from camp and wanders into the dunes with Gondo Koro, a Bedouin oracle whose beard smells of myrrh and whose prophecies arrive on the backs of swirling dust devils. Meanwhile Dagmar dispatches Millicent—scarlet-lipped, pistol-hipped adventuress who could teach Cleopatra table stakes— to coax the tomb’s location from Michael’s lips using every weapon in her armory. Moonlit confrontation inside the honeycombed corridors: torches gutter, bronze daggers flicker, Michael bleeds onto hieroglyphs older than conscience, but the thieves are trussed like desert hares and dawn finds Margaret cradling the artist’s bandaged head while the first ray of Ra glints off the unviolated sarcophagus—love restored, treasure preserved, colonial guilt momentarily absolved.
Synopsis
Professor Lampton's work of excavating the tomb of Akhnaton (Ikhnaton) is held up by lack of funds, and Prince Dagmar, scion of a Balkan royal family, finances him with the ulterior motive of robbing the tomb of its treasures. Michael Amory, an artist assisting Lampton, loves Margaret, but believing her to be in love with the prince he departs with Gondo Koro, a Bedouin prophet who knows the location of the tomb. Dagmar sends Millicent, an adventuress, to obtain the information from Michael, and when Dagmar enters the tomb at night Michael surprises him. The thieves wound Michael, but they are captured and he and Margaret are reconciled.
























