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Madam Crowl's Ghost and the Dead Sexton by Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu
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na see nout.

"'Ha! ha!' says the squire, steppin' backward. 'What's that? Gi' ma
the poker--quick!' says he to my aunt. And as she went to the hearth I
peeps beside his arm, and I sid squat down in the far corner a monkey
or a flayin' on the chest, or else the maist shrivelled up, wizzened
ald wife that ever was sen on yearth.

"'By Jen!' says my aunt, as puttin' the poker in his hand, she keeked
by his shouther, and sid the ill-favoured thing, 'hae a care, sir,
what ye're doin'. Back wi' ye, and shut to the door!'

"But in place o' that he steps in saftly, wi' the poker pointed like a
swoord, and he gies it a poke, and down it a' tumbles together, head
and a', in a heap o' bayans and dust, little meyar an' a hatful.

"'Twas the bayans o' a child; a' the rest went to dust at a touch.
They said nout for a while, but he turns round the skull, as it lay on
the floor.

"Young as I was, I consayted I knew well enough what they was thinkin'
on.

"'A dead cat!' says he, pushin' back and blowin' out the can'le, and
shuttin' to the door. 'We'll come back, you and me, Mrs. Shutters, and
look on the shelves by-and-bye. I've other matters first to speak to
ye about; and this little girl's goin' hame, ye say. She has her
wages, and I mun mak' her a present,' says he, pattin' my shouther wi'
his hand.

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