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on its return to its place. Her fair forehead and eyes vanished; her little mouth; her neck and shoulders; all of her. Then the spot of candlelight shone nebulously as before; then it moved away.
'How pretty!' exclaimed Dick Dewy.
'If she'd been rale wexwork she couldn't ha' been comelier,' said Michael Mail.
'As near a thing to a spiritual vision as ever I wish to see!' said tranter Dewy fervently.
'O, sich I never, never see!' said Leaf.
All the rest, after clearing their throats and adjusting their hats, agreed that such a sight was worth singing for.
'Now to Farmer Shinar's, and then replenish our insides, father,' said the tranter.
'Wi' all my heart,' said old William, shouldering his bass-viol.
Farmer Shinar's was a queer lump of a house, standing at the corner of a lane that