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strongly as any faith requires.  Yet they accuse Christian scientists—of which there are many—of having a narrow view, of being blinded by their religion.
    “There are studies, papers, evidence on this subject available on the Internet.  So I encourage you to keep learning, keep asking questions and seeking answers.  It would be gratifying to me beyond belief if all of you become anthropologists.  If you do, please contact me and let me know,” Abigail said, ending her final class amid friendly laughter.
    Calumnius listened and watched her conduct class, realizing she was very genuine.  He knew the details of humanity's inhumanity better than she.  Nothing she had said was untrue, but there was so much more—civilizations that she had not even discovered as yet.  The most important thing he was beginning to see was that Abigail Rayetta Fitzgerald loved to teach as well as to learn.  It was part of her giving nature.  If anything happened to destroy her career, she would not do well.  That would break her spirit.
    How could she so easily accept that she could not go on the trip she so desired?   He had not seen such self-denial, such submission to her perceived will of God, since the Middle Ages in the austere surroundings of monasteries and nunneries.  This woman was a product of probably the most affluent society in the history of the world.  How had she developed these qualities?
    Leaving the empty classroom and preparing to head for Starbucks before walking home, Abigail encountered her star pupil, Mr. Anderson, waiting for her in the hallway.  He was smiling, so she wasn't sure if he had more confrontational questions for her or not.
    “I'd like to talk with you some more about being a Christian in the scientific community,” he said, “if you could spare some time.  I have very real concerns about my future—not just academic interest.”
    No, no, no, thought Calumnius to himself, don't get involved with some Christian guy—not now when I'm so close to achieving my purpose... Then he stopped himself. What am I thinking?  Sex is my most powerful tool of all.  Just because they're Christians doesn't mean they aren't capable of sin.  Hah!  This could be just what I've been waiting for.   He realized that they could share Miss Abigail—in a Christian sort of way.  Calumnius would have her soul; this Mr. Anderson could have her body.
    “I was about to have some coffee,” she said, “would you want to join me?”
    “Please call me Doug,” he said, walking with her. “Since school is over, let's talk as colleagues, shall we?”

Chapter 3.  An Eventful Date
    D oug Anderson was tall, blond, and his bright blue eyes stood out prominently against his tanned complexion, which, as Abigail would soon learn, had gotten that way from his many trips where he spent hours digging shirtless in the sands of ancient lands.
    He offered to drive them to the Starbucks nearby on Delmar Avenue, which she accepted.  On the way, Doug Anderson explained that he had a Master's degree with a major in history and had begun working toward a double major in archeology.  He had thus far been on three expeditions to the Middle East and was preparing to leave on his fourth.
    “You've got me beat,” Abigail teased. “I've only been able to join two so far—to Egypt and Israel.  I had hoped to go to Nineveh this summer, but I can't afford it.”
    “Nineveh? Not the one through the University of Chicago,” he exclaimed. “That's the one I'm joining.  Too bad, that would have been great, having another Christian along.  It would have been fun to see the looks on their faces when two believers turned up who actually seemed to know anything.  When there's only one, they regard it as a fluke.”
    “Well, maybe you can go for me, Doug,” said Abigail sincerely. “Bring back your findings, and share them with me.  I'm so interested in the period after the conquest of Thebes by Ashurbanipal II.”
    “You want