Chapter LXXI

I met an old man walking through the sky, A sort of startled twinkle in his eye. "And who are you?" asked I. "I am Gud," replied he, with a frown. "Which one?" I asked, polite but terse, But without answer he went shrieking down The shadowy spaces of the universe.

End of Project Gutenberg's The Book of Gud, by Dan Spain and Harold Hersey