After we finished tea, I headed up to my room, I was feeling faint and not quite right but I shrugged it off and tried to go to sleep, as I had an early morning the next day. I could not sleep, I think it was a combination of me feeling sick and suspicious of the landlady’s actions. she had been acting rather strange ‘what does she mean they are upstairs, I hadn’t heard anything or seen anyone.’ After half an hour I was still getting worse I felt as if I was starting to blackout and then the last thing I remember was the landlady coming into my room dressed in an apron and wheeling a cart with many tiny sharp knives and other tools and then it hit I figured it all out but by then it was too late.
I think the landlady is a continuation of traditional stories about being wary of women and how they can be lovely, warm and inviting but inside they can be monsters. Most of the time in stories women can be portrayed as three things the crone/witch the perfect housewife or the temptresses in the landlady the landlady was portrayed as the crone and traditionally the crone is very warm and inviting but really is nasty and horrible. Because of this way the landlady was portrayed I do think this story is a continuation of the traditional stories of crone’s luring in young boys to there trap.
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