A couple of boongs came down and carried me up to the hut where our R.A.P. corporal was.

How are you to bid a starving man to wait when you put him down at a well-covered board?

Must be the blatant, lie spewing, craporama Hollywood Backstory.

It's Virgil who sends me to the hellebores. He mentions them as a component of an ointment to be applied to sheep suffering from skin diseases. The ointment comprises “olive oil lees mixed with silver slag, sulphur, pitch from Mount Ida, wax rich in oil, sea-squill, as well, and strong hellebore and black bitumen.”