John Trevethick ain't no liar." "Of course you are stating what you believe to be the fact," said Richard, in a conciliating tone; "I don't doubt that." "Just so; he's told it so often that he really does behave it," said Solomon, laughing.

"But what seems curious is, that it is always Madge--purblind old woman, as wants to be thought a witch--as sees these things--drowned sailors, and Flying Dutchmen, and so forth.

I should like to know who else has ever had the chance ?" "Lots of folks," said the landlord, doggedly.
"Well, _you_ been here these forty years," said Solomon, "have _you_ seen 'em?
And Harry here has been at Gethin all her life, has _she_ seen 'em ?" There was an awkward silence.

Harry had turned very pale--in terror, as Richard thought, of the dispute between her father and Solomon becoming serious.
"That's naught to do with it," said Trevethick, sharply.

"You're no Gethin man, Solomon, or you wouldn't talk so.