Pulp Fiction, 1950 · page 117 of 132
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father?’ I said. ‘Come, you must have seen it, he says. ‘Didnt you see? A thing like a man, all over hair, and two great eyes to it? q “Well, that was all I could get out of him that time, and Jater on he | seemed as if he was ashamed of being so frightened, and he used to / put me off when I asked him about it. But years after, when I was got u. tobea erown man, we had more talk now and again on the matter, - and he always said the same thing. ‘Black it was,’ he’d say, ‘and a mass » of hair, and two legs, and the Hight caught on its eyes, “Well, that’s the tale of that tomb, Mr. Lake; it’s one we don’t tell to F. our visitors, and I should be obliged to you not to make any use of it ) till Pm out of the way. I doubt Mr. Evans'll feel the same as I do, if you ask him.” _ This proved to be the case. But over twenty years have passed by, and the grass is growing over both Worby ad Evans; so Mr. Lake > felt no difficulty about communicating his notes—taken in 1890—to | me. He accompanied them with a sketch of the tomb and a copy of |. the short inscription on the metal cross which was affixed at the ex- » pense of Dr. Lyall to the centre of the northern side. It was from the » Vulgate of Isaiah xxxiv., and consisted merely of the three words— IBI CUBAVIT LAMIA. 115 comicbooks.com