Resting Place

“What utter nonsense, Archimedes,” the explorer cried.

“That’s what I heard when I was in the tomb,” replied the skull.

Professor Windsworth had spent sixty years digging up rare artifacts when he wasn’t crawling into nasty-smelling holes.

“That simply is impossible for the Eye of Anubis to be hidden behind the Sphinx’s eye,” said the professor.

“Why not?” asked Cleopatra, the cat.

After his last dig, the professor decided he was getting too old for boyish adventures. He retired to his country home with his magical cat and a very unusual skull.

“The Sphinx is much older than the cult of Anubis. Moreover, Sir Thomas Morley has mapped out every inch of the Sphinx,” replied Windsworth.

“You found me under a rock in a room that had been picked clean by robbers and archaeologists,” remarked Archimedes.

“True, still, I highly doubt Morley would be so careless as to miss the eye’s golden chest, don’t you?” asked the professor.

“When I walked the earth, I knew craftsmen. They built stone doors that fit so tight even a sand mite couldn’t slip through,” said the skull.

“So it might be possible Morley missed the eye’s resting place,” remarked the cat.

“Sand mite, you say?” muttered the explorer.

Windsworth thought about the odds of a great archaeological treasure being hidden right under his nose. Then he said something that shocked both his companions.

“It’s almost tea time. I have not even been to the shop for biscuits. Come along, Cleopatra. We’ve got shopping to do,” remarked the man.

“You mean you’re worried about tea and biscuits when the Eye of Anubis is a boat ride away,” cried Archimedes.

“My dear friend,” said the professor with a wry smile. “If I go and find it, there will be nothing for the younger crowd to celebrate.”

“Will you be joining us for tea today, or is it going to be a whiskey and cigar day?” Windsworth asked the skull.

“I need a drink,” replied Archimedes.

The professor was at peace and was content with his lot in life. Walking down the lane, he remembered his teacher saying something similar when he retired.

“So I’m in good company after all,” Windsworth said with a smile.