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"Elaine Langley." She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose, but still smiled politely as she shook Donald's hand. "Archaeologist. Perhaps you've heard of my work, the Tomb of Ten Knights in Egypt was my last expedition." The comment was directed more towards Victoria, as she hardly expected the men doing the grunt work of excavating to be up to date on archaeological happenings.

Shifting about in her seat to hold back a shiver from the chill, Elaine absently adjusted her simple, tight fitting jacket and smoothed down the long, loose brown skirts she wore. At least there wouldn't be sunburn or malaria this time, she mused as she fished out a cigarette and lighter from a pocket. She gazed across the other occupants of the carriage as she puffed out a small cloud of smoke, carefully examining each one for a moment, before returning to her silent musings on the expedition at hand. There would be so much to do and Elaine very much hoped they could begin their investigations immediately, especially after such a long and dreary trip.