"Better finish that up, and read it at the tea," advised Anne; "there's something so spirited about it. Is Charity going to decorate the study for the festal occasion? We ought to have something sort of different, don't you think so?"
"Pioneer relics would be the only thing, and I don't know where we'd scare those up."
"There's a whole cabinet of them in the Dean's room at the Assembly Hall."
The two girls looked at each other wisely. The subject really needed no argument or discussion. Kit said briefly:
"I'll try. I think I can get some of them anyway if I approach Uncle Cassius as a humble student seeking knowledge."
All unprepared for the onslaught, the Dean sat enjoying his after dinner smoke that evening when Kit tapped at the door.
"Come in," he called, a little bit testily, looking over his eye-glasses at the intruder. "I don't think I can talk with you just now, my dear," he said. "I am very busy working out a dynasty problem."
"Oh, but I'd love to help," Kit pleaded, "and I did help before on the aborigines of Japan, didn't I? I even remember their names, the Ainos."
"This is early Egyptian. Something you know nothing whatever about."
"Just mummies?" inquired Kit. "Oh, Uncle Cassius, we girls back home made up a lovely little couplet about that when we were studying Egypt at high school.