"What do you want?
But in God's name come in out of the rain." "Come in and get your things dried, my good woman," said Mrs.Buckley.
"What do you want with my husband such a night as this ?" "Before I dry my things, or come in, I will state my business," said the woman, coming under the verandah.

"After that I will accept your hospitality.

This is a night when polecats and rabbits would shelter together in peace; and yet such a night as this, a man turns out of his house the woman who has lain beside him twenty years." "Who are you, my good soul ?" said the Major.
"They call me Madge the Witch," she said; "I lived with old Hawker, at the Woodlands, till to-night, and he has turned me out.

I want to put you in possession of some intelligence that may save much misery to some that you love." "I can readily believe that you can do it," said the Major, "but pray don't stand there; come in with my wife, and get your things dried." "Wait till you hear what I have to say: George Hawker, my son--" "Your son--good God!" "I thought you would have known that.

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