There was a rich man, who used to dress in purple and fine linnen, and pass his days in pomp and luxury.

and he took it down, and wrapp'd it in linnen, and laid it in a sepulchre, hewn out of a rock, wherein nobody had ever yet been deposited.

yet Peter got up, and ran to the sepulchre, where stooping down he saw nothing but the linnen lying there: upon which he went away wondring with himself at such an event.