felt beneath. The sharp, saw-like edge of vertebræ rasped my fingers. I dug the earth beneath. The vertebræ extended downward for a few inches and then the smooth collar bones crossed them at right angles.
I understood. An entire skeleton was there, buried upright to the neck. I thought I understood also the abominable grin.
I did not want to see any more; but as I turned away a whiteness among the octopus-like tentacles of the banyan compelled me.
I took a few steps and stood before a skeleton. It was tied upright to the banyan roots by an iron chain, corroded with rust. There was no flesh on the thing, but a stream of heavy black hair cascaded down from the skull to the heels, undulating in and out of the ribs.
One more thing I noticed. The hollow eyes of the skeleton among the banyan roots were focused upon the centre of the clearing. In the centre of the clearing was the skull of the horrible grin, and its staring orbits were turned upon the roots of the banyan tree.
For a moment I was too cold to climb out of the place. Yet when I succeeded my body was wet with perspiration.
