But it was not these which the Dean literally snatched at.

It was the curious cap-shaped mass which fell out in the form of a cone.

To Kit it appeared to be of no significance whatever, but the Dean handled it as tenderly as a new-born infant, and under his deft and tender touch it unrolled in long scrolls of papyrus.
The Dean rose to his feet solemnly, and his voice was hushed, as he said: "Kit, you do not know what you have done.

Some day the significance of this occasion will recur to you.

All I can say is that you have lifted the veil of the past, and revealed the secret of Amenotaph.".