Pulp Fiction, 1865 · page 236 of 399
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220 At Gastein. of liquid silver in a carpet of mossy velvet. On either side towered the mountains, the huge Gamskarkogl, from whose heights a hundred glaciers may be seen, rising above his fellows. Far away, cutting the mountain-side, tapered the spire of the church of Hof-Gastein, looking, in comparison, about the size of a toy from a child’s Noah’s Ark. Had I not made up my mind that the doctor’s rooms would suit me better than any others, I should have taken these on the spot. As it was, I said that before deciding I should like him to show me over his own house. 6 Tr , A ‘s oe tC _ “i TE te i ra — = yom _ a ms Ne a, we 7a 2 VIEW OF ST. NICHOLAS CHURCH AND HIRSCH INN, ‘With pleasure,” he answered, “but not to-day. I do not want you to get in the least degree tired. To-morrow afternoon I will take you up. Let us now, as we retrace our way, continue our account of Gastein. Where were we?” *‘ At the first period and the wounded stag.” “True. Well, later on, the Romans seeking for gold and silver, found here, under the first Bishop Rupert, two pious Christian men, whom they carried away to Rome to be devoured by lions in the amphi- theatre. ‘These martyrs are now celebrated as patrons of the Church.” ‘* By way of reward ?” “By way of commemoration,” rebuked the doctor; “and as an example for us to follow in the steps of good men.” “‘ At the nsk of being devoured by lions?” “Those days are gone by. The working of the. gold: mines was ECoOMmicloooks CO