And so a party for the
interior was made up.
Miss Damer when she saw the aperture through which it was expected that
she should descend, at once declared for staying with her mother. Miss
Dawkins, however, was enthusiastic for the journey. "Persons with so
very little command over their nerves might really as well stay at
home," she said to Mr. Ingram, who glowered at her dreadfully for
expressing such an opinion about his Fanny.
This entrance into the Pyramids is a terrible task, which should be
undertaken by no lady. Those who perform it have to creep down, and
then to be dragged up, through infinite dirt, foul smells, and bad air;
and when they have done it, they see nothing. But they do earn the
gratification of saying that they have been inside a Pyramid.
"Well, I've done that once," said Mr. Damer, coming out, "and I do not
think that any one will catch me doing it again. I never was in such a
filthy place in my life."
"Oh, Fanny! I am so glad you did not go; I am sure it is not fit for
ladies," said poor Mrs. Damer, forgetful of her friend Miss Dawkins.
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