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Lethe, whole no. 5, January 1947
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"I had wandered far from the town," the narrator went on, "and was strolling along through what might have seemed an uncultivated field, had not occasional stony fragments given evidence of earlier mortal occupation. Before me stood a tree of great age. I approached it with a kind of fascination, and then, in its bark, I saw a freshly cut lover's heart, with intertwined initials." Martin began to express indistinct but unmistakably maudlin sentiments. "I too," Ritter cut in, "was moved by such touching thoughts until I noticed that the upper set of letters was X.v.R.R. -- my own initials! The accidental recurrence of this odd combination in anothers name seemed too fantastic, and I looked at the initials with mild wonder. The other set was E.B.L. - initials quite strange to me: then." Martin noticed vaguely that his companion's glass was untouched. "I had spent several moments in idle amazement," the man continued, as the dark mask or shadow seemed, to Martin's dazed eyes, to advance down his face. "I stood there staring, and then I looked down. I observed that the tree grew up from a long deserted grave, upon whose crumbling headstone I could make out the initials E.F.L.--- the initials intertwined with my own...……" Ivor Wynyard, who entered the barroom a moment later, was shocked to find Martin talking aloud, although he was alone at a table on which reposed a quite blank visiting card. finis [hand drawn image of a man sitting in a booth] page three
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"I had wandered far from the town," the narrator went on, "and was strolling along through what might have seemed an uncultivated field, had not occasional stony fragments given evidence of earlier mortal occupation. Before me stood a tree of great age. I approached it with a kind of fascination, and then, in its bark, I saw a freshly cut lover's heart, with intertwined initials." Martin began to express indistinct but unmistakably maudlin sentiments. "I too," Ritter cut in, "was moved by such touching thoughts until I noticed that the upper set of letters was X.v.R.R. -- my own initials! The accidental recurrence of this odd combination in anothers name seemed too fantastic, and I looked at the initials with mild wonder. The other set was E.B.L. - initials quite strange to me: then." Martin noticed vaguely that his companion's glass was untouched. "I had spent several moments in idle amazement," the man continued, as the dark mask or shadow seemed, to Martin's dazed eyes, to advance down his face. "I stood there staring, and then I looked down. I observed that the tree grew up from a long deserted grave, upon whose crumbling headstone I could make out the initials E.F.L.--- the initials intertwined with my own...……" Ivor Wynyard, who entered the barroom a moment later, was shocked to find Martin talking aloud, although he was alone at a table on which reposed a quite blank visiting card. finis [hand drawn image of a man sitting in a booth] page three
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