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Say! Why, Tom, I KNOW she is. She witched pap. Pap says so his own
self. He come along one day, and he see she was a-witching him, so he
took up a rock, and if she hadn't dodged, he'd a got her. Well, that
very night he rolled off'n a shed wher' he was a layin drunk, and broke
his arm."
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Why, that's awful. How did he know she was a-witching him?"
Lord, pap can tell, easy. Pap says when they keep looking at you
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right stiddy, they're a-witching you. Specially if they mumble. Becuz
when they mumble they're saying the Lord's Prayer backards."
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Say, Hucky, when you going to try the cat?"
To-night. I reckon they'll come after old Hoss Williams to-night."
But they buried him Saturday. Didn't they get him Saturday night?"
Why, how you talk! How could their charms work till midnight?--and
THEN it's Sunday. Devils don't slosh around much of a Sunday, I don't
reckon."
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I never thought of that. That's so. Lemme go with you?"
Of course--if you ain't afeard."
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