{"product_id":"2940016322803","title":"Moses and Mrs. Aintree","description":"\"We can reconstruct the whole of human history.\"\u003cbr\u003eWELL, YOU KNOW how the firm of Grim, Ramsden, \u0026amp; Ross had its beginnings. We have had to use all our wits to save ourselves from being used by one government against another; rivals for political power have tried to employ us for their own ends and have succeeded more than once. You'd need the brains of an arch-angel and Satan combined to see through all the proposals that get brought to us. But there's reasonable money in it, and it's good fun; we've cracked a hard-boiled egg or two, and spilled some beans.\u003cbr\u003eStrange gave Grim sole charge of the near-East end, purchased Narayan Singh's discharge from the army, and left the two of them in Cairo, planting Jeremy in London. Strange and I went to the States, where, with the aid of his old office staff, we hammered through the organizing and incorporation; and while we were in the middle of all that, the first \"view forward\" came over the wires from Grim. Strange was in Washington.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eMEET JOHN BRICE NEW YORK S. S. OLYMPIC. O.K. FOLLOW UP. GRIM.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI boarded the Olympic along with the pilot away outside Sandy Hook. It was early morning, but Brice was pacing the deck with a companion, and I observed them both for several minutes after a steward had told me who they were.\u003cbr\u003eBrice was short, with a close-clipped gray beard, wiry, dried out, and resolute-looking. He stepped forward gamely with a decided limp, and made way for other people apparently unconsciously. I guessed his age between fifty and fifty-five.\u003cbr\u003eHis companion was about two inches taller, angular, and lean, a Scot whichever way you viewed him; a fellow with one of those noses that warn you not to waste persuasion on him, he'll decide for himself. He had heavy, sandy-colored eyebrows, broad shoulders, and a sort of side-swing that went with them. He wore a heathercolored Highland tam-o'-shanter and a small leather bag slung over his shoulder by a strap. The steward told me his name was Allison, and that he had shared Brice's stateroom on the voyage.\u003cbr\u003eI introduced myself, and Brice chose one of those leather-upholstered corners in the smoking-room, and curled himself up cross-legged, staring at me frankly and fairly. He made no effort to disguise the fact that he was making an inventory of my pros and cons. His companion, seated next to him, did the same, perhaps not quite so sympathetically.\u003cbr\u003e\"We met Grim in Cairo,\" Brice began at last. \"Allison and I are Egyptologists; we've been nineteen years in Egypt on behalf of the British Museum. The Egyptian law as regards antiquities is strict, and no kind of excavating is allowed without a permit, which is only granted to representatives of such institutions as the British Museum, the Metropolitan Museum of New York, and so on. All discoveries have to be reported, and nothing may be removed from the spot without permission in writing.\u003cbr\u003e\"Allison and I have specialized in the period during which the Israelites were in Egypt, with particular reference to Moses. Very little is known about Moses, historically speaking. In the biblical account not even the name is given of the Egyptian princess who is said to have discovered him among the reeds. It was our purpose, if possible, to throw light on all that period, establishing as many facts as might be—\"\u003cbr\u003e\"And exploding a number of absur-r-d traditions,\" put in Allison. \"We've disproved more than ye'd imagine possible.\"","brand":"WDS Publishing","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47071317000432,"sku":"2940016322803","price":2.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940016322803_p0.jpg?v=1763633460","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940016322803","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}