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Along the coast of Norfolk there
persists an ancient legend it is said
that in the Dark Ages when the Vikings
were a constant scourge the three royal
crowns of Anglia were hidden in the
ground the crown so the legend runs had
a strange power no foreign army would
invade the Kingdom of Anglia so long as
at least one of them remained
undisturbed since that time the site of
one crown has been plundered by thieves
and its treasure melted down another has
been covered by the encroaching see only
one crown now remains lying somewhere in
its royal burial ground
oh hello can I help you no digging here.
I beg your pardon
no be in here what do you mean no
digging here I have permission from the
landlord
no would you understand about all day
that's your affair
look you stupid oh I said I'd got
permission now get out all I'll get you
locked up.
Oh
down for long sir a few days expect
oh you're letting me oh there's no need
thank you let's make a change from the
daily grind sir yes I suppose it does
begging your pardon sir but would you be
here to lunch
luncheon oh I'm gonna have a look round
I wouldn't have asked but bean it's so
early in the year and there's only you
and dr. Black tada black one of our
regulars sir.
Kahn's done every year to do a bit of
sketching a real gentleman dr. Black is
well if that's all so don't be get along
oh I'll be needing a loan of a bicycle
he's impossible
I'll see what I can do sir
it is a fine porch isn't it
hello yes it's a very interesting you
mentioned in Cooper you know Cooper
Cooper RAL romances and rolls of East.
Anglia fine publication sadly out of
print these many years you were looking
at the coat of arms yes there's a legend
attached to it isn't the Buried crowns
that guard the realm that's in Cooper
it's still current folklore around here
you mean they're still people who
believed in it most of my parishioners
they take these traditions more
seriously than their church-going
fascinating for the historian or the
antiquarian perhaps but uphill work for
the vicar I take it that is where your
interests lie as an antiquarian I mean
yes I'm an amateur
you know the legend well yes they say
two crowns were lost but there was a
local family who claimed to know where
the third was buried in times of war the
oldest male would watch to see if it
remained unmolested the last surviving
member of the family took the Duty upon
himself throughout the four years of the
great war it became an obsession with
him poor fellow he haunted the spot
night and day you knew him
yes I knew him he was a solitary you
know no family or friends no one at all
I was with him at the end the little
effect I'm afraid he died still haunted
by his superstition in great distress
there was no one to replace him you see
he was the last one to guard the crown
it upset him deeply
was he a an old man when he died no he
was young he had a consumption
if he treated himself with care does
anyone know where he watched if they do
they don't tell I'm not really a native
you see I've only lived here 20 years
sometimes wonder what my role is I'm
certainly not a father confessor no the
secret lies buried with him I should
think he was buried here yes over there
by the trees agar was the name William
ager do you mind if I look by all means
it's very overgrown in that corner I'm
afraid no one's been over there since he
was buried but give me if I leave you
now I'm a little cold.
I am sorry I heard the Bell Susan fell
off the shelf from broken arm just been
affecting a little repair was there
anything in particular I was interested
in old maps of this area let me see now
is it pilot oh yes I quit okay place is
covered in dust out red well was that
found uh in the foundations of the old
bridge they were pulling it down some
years ago now it was quite a common
practice in the Middle Ages human
sacrifice yes they believed the murdered
person becomes an evil spirit and guard
the bridge from hostile forces just done
with temples to build bridges with the
rest popular virgins were supposed to be
particularly efficacious London Bridge
is falling down my fair lady there sir
I'm Zatanna
huh well here your mask I I leave you
two
Nathaniel a giri's my name who Christ is
myself finishing.
Sieber is my dwelling place in England
is my nation now I'm dead in my grave my
bones are rotten
I hope I Lord will think on me and I'm
quite forgotten
Nathaniel baked
William and I even join the zebra mr.
Packs oh pretty well thank you very
quiet
makes a pleasant change from London well
it's hard to think of anywhere that
doesn't are you were down here for
shooting no archaeology is my hobby
actually really are you looking for
anything specific
no no that's same just looking around on
your charging happen nothing very
promising so far I'm afraid I'm sorry oh
I wonder if you could help me dr. Black
I'm looking for a family called ager I
was wondering if you were eager no I
don't think I can help you but ask
Arnold he'll know Arnold at the boots he
fulfills the role of a local newspaper
here in see Brett there's nothing he
does not know ie Gerson yeah
yes sir that's right in Sieber oh yes no
sir
your local man aren't you lived here all
your life that's right sir and zebras
any little play small enough six today
out to me if you didn't know him uh me
seems very odd to me too sir
if that's all sir
boy I know you don't believe me when I
tell you babe this be cool I hope he
hasn't hurt you
danger you should keep you locked up boy
down did anyone come by this what a
moment ago no it's been through here all
morning I've been in the yard the last
hour fire you to see see mister if
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