What but a soul could have the wit
To build me up for sin so fit?
So architects do square and hew
Green trees that in the forest grew.
--Andrew Marvell, A Dialogue between the Soul and the Body

A. Grimm

JST

Mlle. St. Just,

My apologies if this letter is untimely. My raven is clever enough to find you, but there has been some considerable difficulty contacting you at a time and place independent from Gringotts.

A little bird told me you are in possession of an item of interest in Cairo.[1] Compensation will be ample, but it must be delivered to me by this Thursday. Grimm Manor, 10pm should allow sufficient time for travel. Don't be late.

Regards,
Alberic Grimm

1.	The canopic jar of Ammit.