The flame threw a ghastly light on their shrivelled faces, and made their ugliness appear terrible, as, in this position, they began to converse in a low voice.
'Did she say any more, Anny dear, while I was gone ?' inquired the messenger.
'Not a word,' replied the other.

'She plucked and tore at her arms for a little time; but I held her hands, and she soon dropped off.

She hasn't much strength in her, so I easily kept her quiet.

I ain't so weak for an old woman, although I am on parish allowance; no, no!' 'Did she drink the hot wine the doctor said she was to have ?' demanded the first.
'I tried to get it down,' rejoined the other.

'But her teeth were tight set, and she clenched the mug so hard that it was as much as I could do to get it back again.