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add to the attraction of the area to have an important ancient artefact added to its name…”
    “You forget, Paul”, Erik added, “that we haven’t found anything yet and the grounds on which we base the find of the other half are very far from watertight. In fact, I have heard many neighbours mention that the evidence is merely circumstantial.”
    “They lack vision and faith is all I can say.” Paul continued: “In my view the evidence is overwhelming. This is the opportunity we’ve been waiting for, at least for the last five years. Even though I still have my doubts, I cannot see how the signs can be clearer.”
    Emma joined the conversation: “I agree but you have to remember that they care a lot less about this missing artefact than you or I do.” She noticed Paul’s eyes widen as if he took this as a personal insult. She quickly continued: “The Torpa journals are clearly telling us something. The name of ‘Ahmose’ simply must have been copied from the missing half of the tablet. Therefore, both sides of the tablet have to have been present on the estate in the fifteenth century when the cartouche drawing in the journals was made. Perhaps the likelihood of finding the tablet in the space in the wall is slim but unless we find a better place to look, I think it’s definitely worth a check.”
    “I seem to be the only one convinced that we will find the tablet there,” Paul said. “I have a feeling that this is our ticket to decipher Linear A. I’m not giving up, that’s for sure! In fact, why don’t we go to the local authority office again now, to see what they have to say?”
    Paul needed to go back to the UK in less than a week’s time at the very latest. Both Paul and Emma were working whilst in Sweden but Paul needed to get back to lecturing. Emma had no more lectures and could focus on her dissertation. She had brought much of the material she needed to get through for this purpose and was not in a hurry to get back to Oxford. She had already accomplished a great deal since her arrival in Sweden a few days ago. She felt that the fresh air and tranquillity was having a positive effect on her mood and productivity.
    “Let’s go into town then, shall we?” Paul said as he stood up and started to walk out of the room. He was half way out when a horrendous noise made him stop in his tracks.
    Erik jumped to his feet, almost overthrowing the chair as he searched his pockets. He found what he was looking for and answered his mobile phone, silencing the annoying ring tone on his way out of the room: “Ja, det är Erik här”, he said in Swedish. “Oh, vad skönt. Tack så mycket för den glada nyheten!” By this stage Paul had returned to the room and Emma was standing by the door, pretending not to listen but trying her hardest to understand what Erik was saying. It was clear to them both that Erik had had good news of some kind. As he re-entered the library a moment later as soon as he had hung up Paul and Emma were standing like two candles waiting to be lit.
    “It’s clear!” Erik said beaming. “The local authorities have given their permission, not to open the wall but to take a look using a special camera which can be inserted into small spaces. This means that it wouldn’t be necessary to open the wall but to drill a hole for the miniscule camera. It would then be possible to see if there is anything hidden in there. I think they probably regarded this as a good compromise.”
    Emma knew that the same methodology had frequently been used in ancient Egypt to find hidden artefacts; in particular in the concealed chambers of the Giza pyramids. Erik was still smiling widely, content with the response from the local authorities, waiting for their delayed reaction. His white teeth were almost sparkling in the sunshine through the window, his eyes shining blue like tropical ocean water. Emma looked at Paul who was standing in a darker part of the room and the contrast between them was