His reaction was not discreet. “Damnation! Selim, have the workmen disperse the gawkers with whatever force is required. After that, inform them that they are to take a rest in the shade until their presence is required. Peabody, ask this God of yours why he is intent on complicating my life. He must have a streak of sadism.”

“He has better things to do than beleaguer you,” I replied acerbically. “I suggest we have a conference at the dahabeeyah.”

Apparently Emerson was not enamored with my proposal. His manly voice echoed against the cliffs as he ordered the crowd to leave. I noticed that Mr. Buddle complied immediately, his notebook clutched to his chest. Selim and the workmen reinforced the message with physical encouragement. Once we were free of eavesdroppers and spies, we sat down in a shaded spot. Contrary to his usual dictatorial stance, Emerson explained the situation and asked for our thoughts.

“Morgenstern cannot claim credit for discovering the bust of Nefertiti,” I asserted. “If he ever remembers that he uncovered it, he would be obliged to admit that he stole it in order to have a forged copy to present to the Service des Antiquités.”

“And I cannot claim that I discovered it,” Emerson said. “That would be morally reprehensible.”

Ramses cleared his throat. “Borchardt should have that honor. You could tell him about the serdab that you found. No one will believe that you did not remove the lid—”

“There were at least fifty witnesses,” David inserted.

“You did so merely out of curiosity,” Ramses continued smoothly, “but acknowledged that it was Borchardt’s prerogative to continue the work.”

“What’s more, he will find the bust of Nefertiti,” I said.

Nefret wrinkled her nose. “On the dining room table, in a row with the four forgeries?”

Emerson harrumphed. “In the serdab, with Thutmose’s earlier efforts.” He propped his head on his fist as he thought. “Ramses, go to the dahabeeyah and bring back the bust of Nefertiti in a bag. I will conceal it in the serdab so that it is not visible at first glance. Borchardt has a reputation for meticulous diligence. He will deduce that the other two busts were made by Thutmose as well.”

“As you wish, Father.” He and Emerson exchanged a guarded look that I was unable to interpret. Or did not wish to interpret, I will admit to my Readers.

“Now,” Emerson announced, “we shall resume excavating in other areas of the studio. Thutmose buried objects that may be worthy of our attention. Latif, this is your opportunity to be an archaeologist. Selim will provide you with a trowel and teach you as you go along, so that you can dig scientifically and not just for ancient treasures in the sand. David, keep a close watch on him. I will tell our workmen to return.”