[The Antiquary by Sir Walter Scott]@TWC D-Link bookThe Antiquary CHAPTER TWENTY-FIRST 11/19
Now I will make dis avail me at de change of every quarter-moon dat I shall find by de same proportions of expenses I lay out in de suffumigations, as nine, to de product of nine multiplied into itself--But I shall find no more to-night as maybe two or dree times nine, because dere is a thwarting power in de house of ascendency." "But, Dousterswivel," said the simple Baronet, "does not this look like magic ?--I am a true though unworthy son of the Episcopal church, and I will have nothing to do with the foul fiend." "Bah! bah!--not a bit magic in it at all--not a bit--It is all founded on de planetary influence, and de sympathy and force of numbers.
I will show you much finer dan dis.
I do not say dere is not de spirit in it, because of de suffumigation; but, if you are not afraid, he shall not be invisible." "I have no curiosity to see him at all," said the Baronet, whose courage seemed, from a certain quaver in his accent, to have taken a fit of the ague. "Dat is great pity," said Dousterswivel; "I should have liked to show you de spirit dat guard dis treasure like one fierce watchdog--but I know how to manage him;--you would not care to see him ?" "Not at all," answered the Baronet, in a tone of feigned indifference; "I think we have but little time." "You shall pardon me, my patron; it is not yet twelve, and twelve precise is just our planetary hours; and I could show you de spirit vary well, in de meanwhile, just for pleasure.
You see I would draw a pentagon within a circle, which is no trouble at all, and make my suffumigation within it, and dere we would be like in one strong castle, and you would hold de sword while I did say de needful worts.
Den you should see de solid wall open like de gate of ane city, and den--let me see--ay, you should see first one stag pursued by three black greyhounds, and they should pull him down as they do at de elector's great hunting-match; and den one ugly, little, nasty black negro should appear and take de stag from them--and paf--all should be gone; den you should hear horns winded dat all de ruins should ring--mine wort, they should play fine hunting piece, as goot as him you call'd Fischer with his oboi; vary well--den comes one herald, as we call Ernhold, winding his horn--and den come de great Peolphan, called de mighty Hunter of de North, mounted on hims black steed.
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