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Death Before Wicket 1 1<br />

666 from the Revelations of St. John the Divine. He thinks that<br />

there is a magical golden box in the tomb which contains a spell<br />

which will make him immortal.’<br />

‘I knew that 666 rang a bell—a church bell, in fact,’ commented<br />

Phryne. ‘What did Bretherton tell you about the note?’<br />

‘It’s in pencil and very hard to read. All I could make out was<br />

the name Khufu and some cursive Egyptian which I would have<br />

to photograph through a filter to have a chance of reading. Then<br />

there’s several lines in Greek and Bretherton was going to help<br />

with those. And then someone stole it, and my world fell in on<br />

me. Please help me.’ Ayers took Phryne’s hand.<br />

‘I’ll try, I already promised that I would try,’ she replied,<br />

thinking hard. ‘Now, we need to secure your safety. Where do<br />

you live? In College?’<br />

‘Yes, in John’s.’<br />

‘Don’t go back there,’ she ordered. ‘Walk out of the University<br />

and take a bus into the city to the Hotel Australia. I’ll telephone<br />

for a room—at my expense. Your name is…’ She scribbled on a<br />

piece of paper and Ayers gave a slight hiccup which might have<br />

been a laugh. ‘Wait for me. I’ll speak to you this afternoon. If<br />

you tell me who’s blackmailing you, I can go and do him an<br />

injury,’ she added hopefully.<br />

Ayers shook his head. ‘I might retain a faint chance of living<br />

if I don’t tell you,’ he said. ‘Oh, and tell Bretherton he is relieved<br />

of his oath, and that I honour him for keeping it under what<br />

must have been great pressure.’<br />

‘I’ll tell him. Off you go. Send out for a newspaper. When I<br />

call you, I’ll ask for a cricket score. If you can’t tell me, then I’ll<br />

know something’s wrong. Clear?’<br />

‘Clear,’ agreed Professor Ayers.<br />

He left. Phryne sat on the desk for some time, pondering<br />

the power of blackmail, and wondering how she could properly<br />

apply it to work out who had tried to kill Adam Harcourt and<br />

might have killed Joss Hart.<br />

First thing to do was to find out if Hart was dead, and she<br />

returned to the field, where she met Professor Bretherton.

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