046- She

That up with the everyday grind. That up from the summer heat. Want to get away from it all? We offer you escape. Escape! Designed to free you from the four walls of today for a half hour of high adventure.

You are deep in a fabulous mountain cavern surrounded by a horde of menacing natives from a lost civilization. Held at the mercy of the most beautiful woman in the world. The terrible queen called she.

The terrible queen called she. Tonight we escape to uncharted Africa and to an incredible adventure as H. Rider Hager described it in his fantastic story, she. In those days I was a professor of archaeology at Oxford.

I know this may account for my being able to understand some of those strange events which occurred later. It was in no respect the reason for my becoming involved in them. No, the real reason was unbelievably simple.

I walked through the caves of the dead in the terrible and ancient city of Kaur, crossed the awful abyss and looked upon the flame of life, only because I was one of the ugliest men in England.

Because of my appearance, I'd made few acquaintances and only two close friends, Roger Vinci first, and following his death, his son Leo, And he left behind. And it was that friendship which brought Leo Vinci to my chambers of the quadrangle.

Late in the evening of the day he became 25 years old. Today was the first I knew of it, Harley. When the attorneys called me in. They said father instructed them the week before he died to give me the letter and this little bronze chest.