CHAPTER 6:
“THE CURSED CARTOUCHE”
By Howie Monroe & Delilah Gorbish
CHAPTER 6:
“THE CURSED CARTOUCHE”
Unfortunately the sun went down one minute before Howie and Delilah reached Princess Nefertiti. Too late for her! She keeled over and went into a deep sleep that would last for a hundred years, and would conveniently get her out of the way of the story, which was fine with Howie since he hadn’t wanted her there in the first place.
“Which way to the Pharaoh’s Tomb?” Howie asked Papyrus in ancient Egyptian. “My colleague and I are in search of the cartouche containing the secret of eternal life.”
“Follow me,” Papyrus answered, without giving any thought to the fact that a dog had just spoken to him in ancient Egyptian. After all, Egypt was the land of miracles and magic . . . and mystery!
The quick-thinking Howie nabbed the pouch that had been placed at the feet of the now horizontal (and snoring) princess. “You never know when an amber amulet will come in handy,” he confided to Delilah, “especially when it is the Amulet of Rah.”
“Oh, Howie,” Delilah gushed, her left blonde ear cascading over her left eye, giving her the look of a movie star or a one-eyed dog, “you think of everything.”