Madam Crowl's Ghost and the Dead Sexton by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu
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"It was a queer noise like, I couldn't well say which, a bird, or a
beast, only it had a bleatin' sound in it, and was very small. "I pricked my ears to hear all I could. But I could not make out one word she said. And my aunt answered: "'The evil one can't hurt no one, ma'am, bout the Lord permits.' "Then the same queer voice from the bed says something more that I couldn't make head nor tail on. "And my aunt med answer again: 'Let them pull faces, ma'am, and say what they will; if the Lord be for us, who can be against us?' "I kept listenin' with my ear turned to the door, holdin' my breath, but not another word or sound came in from the room. In about twenty minutes, as I was sittin' by the table, lookin' at the pictures in the old Aesop's Fables, I was aware o' something moving at the door, and lookin' up I sid my aunt's face lookin' in at the door, and her hand raised. "'Hish!' says she, very soft, and comes over to me on tiptoe, and she says in a whisper: 'Thank God, she's asleep at last, and don't ye make no noise till I come back, for I'm goin' down to take my cup o' tea, and I'll be back i' noo--me and Mrs. Wyvern, and she'll be sleepin' in the room, and you can run down when we come up, and Judith will gie ye yaur supper in my room.' "And with that she goes. |
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