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to the farm…house。 I found Mistress Clarke alone； and I was glad and relieved。 She was evidently prepared to tell me all I might wish to hear。
〃You asked me for Mistress Lucy's true name； it is Gisborne；〃 she began。
〃Not Gisborne of Skipford？〃 I exclaimed； breathless with anticipation。
〃The same；〃 said she； quietly； not regarding my manner。 〃Her father is a man of note； although； being a Roman Catholic； he cannot take that rank in this country to which his station entitles him。 The consequence is that he lives much abroadhas been a soldier； I am told。〃
〃And Lucy's mother？〃 I asked。
She shook her head。 〃I never knew her；〃 said she。 〃Lucy was about three years old when I was engaged to take charge of her。 Her mother was dead。〃
〃But you know her name？you can tell if it was Mary Fitzgerald？〃
She looked astonished。 〃That was her name。 But； sir； how came you to be so well acquainted with it？ It was a mystery to the whole household at Skipford Court。 She was some beautiful young woman whom he lured away from her protectors while he was abroad。 I have heard said he practised some terrible deceit upon her； and when she came to know it； she was neither to have nor to hold； but rushed off from his very arms； and threw herself into a rapid stream and was drowned。 It stung him deep with remorse； but I used to think the remembrance of the mother's cruel death made him love the child yet dearer。〃
I told her； as briefly as might be； of my researches after the descendant and heir of the Fitzgeralds of Kildoon； and added something of my old lawyer spirit returning into me for the moment that I had no doubt but that we should prove Lucy to be by right possessed of large estates in Ireland。
No flush came over her gray face； no light into her eyes。 〃And what is all the wealth in the whole world to that poor girl？〃 she said。 〃It will not free her from the ghastly bewitchment which persecutes her。 As for money； what a pitiful thing it is！ it cannot touch her。〃
〃No more can the Evil Creature harm her；〃 I said。 〃Her holy nature dwells apart； and cannot be defiled or stained by all the devilish arts in the whole world。〃
〃True！ but it is a cruel fate to know that all shrink from her； sooner or later； as from one possessedaccursed。〃
〃How came it to pass？〃 I asked。
〃Nay； I know not。 Old rumours there are； that were bruited through the household at Skipford。〃
〃Tell me；〃 I demanded。
〃They came from servants； who would fain account for every thing。 They say that； many years ago； Mr。 Gisborne killed a dog belonging to an old witch at Coldholme； that she cursed； with a dreadful and mysterious curse； the creature； whatever it might be； that he should love best； and that it struck so deeply into his heart that for years he kept himself aloof from any temptation to love aught。 But who could help loving Lucy？〃
〃You never heard the witch's name？〃 I gasped。
〃Yesthey called her Bridget： they said he would never go near the spot again for terror of her。 Yet he was a brave man！〃
〃Listen；〃 said I； taking hold of her arm； the better to arrest her full attention： 〃if what I suspect holds true； that man stole Bridget's only childthe very Mary Fitzgerald who was Lucy's mother； if so； Bridget cursed him in ignorance of the deeper wrong he had done her。 To this hour she yearns after her lost child； and questions the saints whether she be living or not。 The roots of that curse lie deeper than she knows： she unwittingly banned him for a deeper guilt than that of killing a dumb beast。 The sins of the fathers are indeed visited upon the children。〃
〃But；〃 said Mistress Clarke； eagerly； 〃she would never let evil rest on her own grandchild？ Surely； sir； if what you say be true； there are hopes for Lucy。 Let us gogo at once； and tell this fearful woman all that you suspect； and beseech her to take off the spell she has put upon her innocent grandchild。〃
It seemed to me； indeed； that something like this was the best course we could pursue。 But first it was necessary to ascertain more than what mere rumour or careless hearsay could tell。 My thoughts turned to my unclehe could advise me wiselyhe ought to know all。 I resolved to go to him without delay； but I did not choose to tell Mistress Clarke of all the visionary plans that flitted through my mind。 I simply declared my intention of proceeding straight to London on Lucy's affairs。 I bade her believe that my interest on the young lady's behalf was greater than ever； and that my whole time should be given up to her cause。 I saw that Mistress Clarke distrusted me； because my mind was too full of thoughts for my words to flow freely。 She sighed and shook her head； and said； 〃Well； it is all right！〃 in such a tone that it was an implied reproach。 But I was firm and constant in my heart； and I took confidence from that。
I rode to London。 I rode long days drawn out into the lovely summer nights： I could not rest。 I reached London。 I told my uncle all； though in the stir of the great city the horror had faded away； and I could hardly imagine that he would believe the account I gave him of the fearful double of Lucy which I had seen on the lonely moor…side。 But my uncle had lived many years； and learnt many things； and； in the deep secrets of family history that had been confided to him； he had heard of cases of innocent people bewitched and taken possession of by evil spirits yet more fearful than Lucy's。 For； as he said； to judge from all I told him； that resemblance had no power over her she was too pure and good to be tainted by its evil； haunting presence。 It had； in all probability； so my uncle conceived； tried to suggest wicked thoughts and to tempt to wicked actions but she； in her saintly maidenhood； had passed on undefiled by evil thought or deed。 It could not touch her soul： but true； it set her apart from all sweet love or common human intercourse。 My uncle threw himself with an energy more like six…and…twenty than sixty into the consideration of the whole case。 He undertook the proving Lucy's descent； and volunteered to go and find out Mr。 Gisborne； and obtain； firstly； the legal proofs of her descent from the Fitzgeralds of Kildoon； and； secondly； to try and hear all that he could respecting the working of the curse； and whether any and what means had been taken to exorcise that terrible appearance。 For he told me of instances where； by prayers and long fasting； the evil possessor had been driven forth with howling and many cries from the body which it had come to inhabit； he spoke of those strange New England cases which had happened not so long before； of Mr。 Defoe； who had written a book； wherein he had named many modes of subduing apparitions； and sending them back whence they came； and； lastly； he spoke low of dreadful ways of compelling witches to undo their witchcraft。 But I could not endure to hear of those tortures and burnings。 I said that Bridget was rather a wild and savage woman than a malignant witch； and； above all； that Lucy was of her kith and kin； and that； in putting her to the trial； by water or by fire； we should be torturingit might be to the deaththe ancestress of her we sought to redeem。
My uncle thought awhile； and then said； that in this last matter I was rightat any rate； it should not be tried； with his consent； till all other modes of remedy had failed； and he assented to my proposal that I should go myself and see Bridget； and tell her all。
In accordance with this； I went down once more to the wayside inn near Coldholme。 It was late at night when I arrived there； and； while I supped； I inquired of the landlord more particulars as to Bridget's ways。 Solitary and savage had been her life for many years。 Wild and despotic were her words and manner to those few people who came across her path。 The country…folk did her imperious bidding； because they feared to disobey。 If they pleased her； they prospered； if； on the contrary； they neglected or traversed her behests； misfortune； small or great； fell on them and theirs。 It was not detestation so much as an indefinable terror that she excited。
In the morning I went to see her。 She was standing on the green outside her cottage； and received me with the sullen grandeur of a throneless queen。 I read in her face that she recognized me； and that I was not unwelcome； but she stood silent till I had opened my errand。
〃I have news of your daughter；〃 said I； resolved to speak straight to all that I knew she felt of love； and not to spare her。 〃She is dead！〃
The stern figure scarcely trembled； but her hand sought the support of the door…post。
〃I knew that she was dead；〃 said she； deep and low； and then was silent for an instant。 〃My tears that should have flowed for her were burnt up long years ago。 Young man； tell me about her。〃
〃Not yet；〃 said I； having a strange power given me of confronting one； whom； nevertheless； in my secret soul I dreaded。
〃You had once a little dog；〃 I continued。 The words called out in her more show of emotion than the intelligence of her daughter's death。 She broke in upon my speech：…
〃I had！ It was hersthe last thing I had of hersand it was shot for wantonness！ It died in my arms。 The man who kille