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Chapter 12

           Yes,herearemore!Didheshootmylapwings,Nelly?Aretheyred,anyofthem!Letmelook."

           "Giveoverwiththatbaby-work!"Iinterrupted,draggingthepillowaway,andturningtheholestowardsthemattress,forshewasremovingitscontentsbyhandfuls."Liedownandshutyoureyes:you’rewandering.There’samess!Thedownisflyingaboutlikesnow."

           Iwenthereandtherecollectingit.

           "Iseeinyou,Nelly,"shecontinueddreamily,"anagedwoman:youhavegreyhairandbentshoulders.ThisbedisthefairycaveunderPenistoneCrag,andyouaregatheringelf-boltstohurtourheifers;pretending,whileIamnear,thattheyareonlylocksofwool.That’swhatyou’llcometofiftyyearshence:Iknowyouarenotsonow.I’mnotwandering:you’remistaken,orelseIshouldbelieveyoureallywerethatwitheredhag,andIshouldthinkIwasunderPenistoneCrag;andI’mconsciousit’snight;andtherearetwocandlesonthetablemakingtheblackpressshinelikejet."

           "Theblackpress?whereisthat?"Iasked."Youaretalkinginyoursleep!"

           "It’sagainstthewall,asitalwaysis,"shereplied."ItdoesappearoddIseeafaceinit!"

           "There’snopressintheroom,andneverwas,"saidI,resumingmyseat,andloopingupthecurtainsthatImightwatchher.

           "Don’tyouseethatface?"sheenquired,gazingearnestlyatthemirror.

           AndsaywhatIcould,Iwasincapableofmakinghercomprehendittobeherown;soIroseandcovereditwithashawl.

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