The Man who was Pale by Jack Sharkey

Name: The Man who was Pale
Author: Jack Sharkey

"The Man Who Was Pale" by Jack Sharkey is a comic horror story about a chronically anxious widowed landlady, Mrs. Tibbets, and the vampire she unwittingly takes in as a lodger. Mrs. Tibbets worries about everything — weather, finances, strangers' safety — and having converted her twelve-room house into a boardinghouse after her husband's death, she has one last small room to let when a strikingly tall, pale, sharp-toothed stranger named Vandor Thobal appears at her door one evening, wrapped in a flame-lined opera cloak. Despite an instinctive unease at his fangs and burning gaze, her habitual worrying gets the better of her: she imagines him freezing in an alley if she turns him away, and offers him the only space she has left, a squalid, cobwebbed coal cellar. Thobal is delighted rather than repelled by the filth, claiming a fondness for "nature" and its lowlier creatures — mice, bats, spiders, maggots — and pays a wildly excessive year's rent in cash on the spot. He insists on unlocking the disused cellar hatch to the backyard as his own private entrance, has Mrs. Tibbets padlock the interior cellar door, and that same night hauls in a large, dirt-leaking wooden crate that he calls his "horticulture box," claiming to be a mushroom-growing botanist who works nights and sleeps by day. Mrs. Tibbets's suspicions are repeatedly disarmed by Thobal's smooth explanations, even as small details keep striking her as wrong: his terror of garlic (a neighbor's gift of spaghetti sent up before dawn nearly undoes him, and he begs her to remove it before sunrise); his refusal of food, flowers, or air freshener; and his insistence that no one tidy or enter his room. When she finally can't resist checking on him one evening, she discovers his room bare except for the crate — and watches him rise up out of it as the sun sets, soil spilling from his cloak. He offers a strained cover story, comparing his sleeping in the earth-filled box to a hen incubating an egg for warmth, and she accepts it, though thoroughly rattled. Meanwhile, the neighborhood is plagued by a spate of mysterious "attacks" — people found pale, weak, and incoherent in their beds or slumped outdoors — which another boarder, Mrs. Leonetti, fearfully attributes to some predator abroad at night, while Mrs. Tibbets, characteristically, waves it off as "something going around" and instead fixates on worrying about Thobal's own health, suspecting him of vitamin deficiency and fretting that his sickly appearance reflects poorly on her house. Weeks pass with Thobal essentially invisible, never using the main house, until Mrs. Tibbets, unable to stand not knowing whether he's alive, sneaks down to check on him and is confronted again by his rising from the box at dusk — this time visibly hungry and threatening, his gaze fixing on her throat with clear predatory intent as he approaches her, murmuring that his night's "unfruitful" hunting has left him anticipating that "everything will soon be all right." Just as he closes in, Mrs. Tibbets, oblivious to the danger and still fixated on her wish to improve his health and living conditions, cheerfully announces she has a surprise for him: she has rigged his box with a sunlamp, reasoning that its warmth will help his "mushrooms" grow better than his own body heat ever could. She switches it on — and where Thobal had stood, only his empty cloak, suit, and shoes remain, collapsed into a foul puddle of dissolved matter on the floor. The story ends on Mrs. Tibbets's own comic understatement: rather than registering horror at what has clearly been the vampire's destruction by artificial sunlight, she simply declares herself now thoroughly worried. The story is a light, ironic vampire pastiche built around dramatic irony: the reader recognizes Thobal as a vampire from the outset — the fangs, the coffin-like box of earth, the aversion to garlic and daylight, the connection to the town's unexplained "attacks" — long before, and indeed even after, Mrs. Tibbets herself ever consciously does. Her single defining trait, obsessive worry, is what both endangers her (blinding her to obvious warning signs and repeatedly granting Thobal exactly the accommodations, secrecy, and trust a vampire requires) and, paradoxically, saves her (her fussy, well-meaning impulse to "improve" his health with a sunlamp accidentally destroys him before he can feed on her). Sharkey plays the vampire legend for humor rather than terror, contrasting the ancient predator's menace with the mundane, domestic comedy of boardinghouse life, competitive landlady hospitality, and a worrier's inability to draw the obvious conclusions from overwhelming evidence. The tone throughout is wry and understated, with the horror elements (fangs, glowing red eyes, a coffin of native earth, a body dissolving into ooze) played straight enough to satisfy genre expectations while the narration's comic focus remains fixed on Mrs. Tibbets's oblivious fussing.

By Jack Sharkey · First published 1959 · Genre: Dark Comedy, Horror, Supernatural · 4,871 words

First lines

_She was just a sweet, kind-hearted old landlady who couldn't keep her nose out of other people's business. This was very unfortunate for Mr. Thobal._

Mrs. Tibbets was a worrier. When it rained, she worried about people caught outside without umbrellas. When the sun shone, she worried about the corn crop that might need water. At band concerts, she worried about the deaf people who were missing the music. If it thundered, she worried for the hearing of people with good ears. No matter what happened, she found something to get worried about. As long as she was worried, she was content.

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Work type: Short story
Author: Jack Sharkey
Date: 1959 CE
Language: English
Genres: Dark Comedy, Horror, Supernatural, Satire, Tragicomedy
Length: 4,871 words
Structure: 1 section, 137 paragraphs
Reading fit: Easy (6th Grade)

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Dark Comedy — The story's primary effect is comedic irony: an oblivious landlady worries about mundane details while unknowingly harboring a vampire. The humorous tone throughout, despite dark subject matter, defines the work's overall impact.
Horror — Features a vampire antagonist, mysterious deaths of neighborhood residents found 'pale-faced and incoherent,' and genuine supernatural threats that establish a sinister atmosphere.
Supernatural — Vampire mythology is central to the narrative; explores paranormal manifestations, classical vampire characteristics, and the uncanny nature of the mysterious tenant.
Satire — Satirizes the meddling, obsessively-worrying landlady archetype, her fixation on trivial concerns, and conventions within vampire fiction such as garlic aversion and coffin-sleeping.