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She sent the dear sister a few dainties item, a new kettle, as her own kettle had not yet arrived. Item, she begged her acceptance of all the furniture, &c., which she had lent her for her apartment. At this second message, the horrible witch laughed and danced as before, repeating the same couplet; and the old hag, Wolde, danced behind her like her shadow.
"This time," said he to mac an Da'v, "I'll get back my wife." "You will indeed," said mac an Da'v heartily, "and you'll get mine back too." "Go over yonder," said Mongan, "and tell the Hag of the Mill that I want to talk to her." Mac an Da'v brought her over to him. "Is it true what the servant man said?" she asked. "What did he say?" said Mongan. "He said you wanted to talk to me."
"What art thou doing here, Jem?" cried the hag, regarding him with angry surprise. "Dost thou not see we are surrounded by enemies. I cannot escape them but thou art young and active. Away with thee!" "Not without yo, granny," replied Jem. "Ey ha' run os fast os ey could to help yo. Stick fast howld on me," he added, snatching her up in his arms, "an ey'n bring yo clear off yet."
She traveled away and away on before her, far further than I could tell you, and twice as far as you could tell me, until she came into a strange country, and going up to a little house, she found an old Hag living in it. The old Hag asked her where she was going. She said she was going to push her fortune. Said the hag: "How would you like to stay here with me, for I want a maid?"
Master Potts took care to tell them that the poor fellow was bewitched by Mother Demdike; but the information failed to produce the effect he anticipated, and served rather to repress than heighten their sympathy for the sufferer. The attorney concluded, and justly, that they were afraid of incurring the displeasure of the vindictive old hag by an open expression of interest in his fate.
If we catch the old hag I will strap her across my horse behind me like a bundle of old rags. There is only one thing troubles me." "And what is that?" "That I forgot my bugle. I should have liked to have sounded the return on getting near the castle! Ha, ha, ha!" He lighted his stump of a pipe and we galloped off again.
As the old hag drew nearer, the girls instinctively shrank back in their chairs. And, indeed, she was not a prepossessing figure. Her head was bound about with an old red handkerchief, tied under the wrinkled chin and framing a face seamed and crisscrossed with a million wrinkles.
As the eagerly expected group emerged from the prison door and was greeted by a roar that curdled the blood in at least one woman's heart there, an old Irish hag, who sat in a coign of vantage, hugging her knees and crooning, a little black pipe held in her toothless jaws, ceased her dismal hum to concentrate all her attention upon the condemned man.
"Stand back, old hag, or thou shalt feel the length of thine own blade." The woman hesitated and then fell to cursing and blaspheming in a most horrible manner, at the same time calling for help. Bertrade backed to the door, commanding the old woman to remain where she was, on pain of death, and quickly dropped the mighty bars into place.
The nightmare hag began to cut, and in an instant had detached the arm of the corpse, which she thrust among the coals in the very place where lately she had cooked the fowl. Then she went back for more. For a moment my brain reeled, and I gasped for breath. Then I rose and staggered out, I know not how.
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