The wonder of the hidden tomb played heavily on their inner thoughts, and the trio found themselves whispering as they roamed through the ancient treasures. Illuminated by just the glow of their flashlights, the shadowy chamber teemed with the mystery and aura of the Middle Ages. As the beams of light played off the glistening walls, Pitt was reminded of the real Xanadu, and the haunting poem by Samuel Coleridge.
" 'The shadow of the dome of pleasure Floated midway on the waves,' " he recited in a low voice. "p>
'Where was heard the mingled measure From the fountain and the caves.' "p>
Summer approached her father and squeezed his hand. "Mom always told us you were a hopeless romantic," she smiled.
Their lights running low, Pitt and Summer moved together toward the passageway. Dirk sidled up as they took a last look around the chamber.
"First you save the tomb of Genghis. Now you discover Kublai Khan and the treasures of his empire,"
he said with awe. "That's one for the ages."
Summer nodded in agreement. "Dad, sometimes you are just amazing."
Pitt reached his arms out wide and gave both his kids an affectionate hug.
"No," he replied with a broad grin. "Sometimes, I'm just lucky."