
"We've come up St. Cuby's Well."

"Come up, you say; but you must go down afore ye come up.  I wouldn't
like to say I don't believe 'ee."

"That would be very unfriendly.  The truth is, Joe, we were down in the
cave and got shut in by the tide, and to pass the time away we climbed
up over a ledge and found ourselves in an old adit, and went along it
till we came to the well-shaft.  There are iron steps in the wall, and
up we came."

"Well, if that bean't the queerest thing I've heerd for many a day.  Who
would ever ha' thowt it!"

"Didn't you know there were steps down the well side?

"Never heerd tell o' sech a thing."

"But haven't you seen it for yourself?  I was thinking that, perhaps,
you being here now, you knew all about it, and the idea did cross me
that you might be the ghost people talk about, though to be sure you
don't look like one."

"Bless 'ee, I've never set foot inside they walls. Sometimes of a night
I come ramblin' round to smoke a peaceful pipe and meditate on the days
o' my youth afore I turn in, but as for goin' inside--no, I've never
thowt o't."

"Was 'ee afeard you med see the ghost, maister?" asked Sam, rejoicing to
think that he had a fellow in timorousness.

"Well, no.  A ghost is a sperit, they say, and I reckon I've got enough
muscle in my aged arm to fend off a thing as has got no body."

"Still, you was talkin' to yerself as if ye was in great pain and
sorrer.  'A-deary me,' 'ee said; I heard 'ee twice; and then 'the
world's a-cold,'--and I s'pose 'ee felt the need o' takin' a comfortin'
pull at yer pipe, for I heerd no more."

"It do show how young small chickerels like
" We've come up St. Cuby's Well. " 

 " Come up, you say; but you must go down afore ye hail up.   I wouldn't 
 wish to say I don't believe' ee. " 

 " That would be very hostile.   The truth is, Joe, we were down in the 
 cave and got close in by the tide, and to pass the clock time away we climbed 
 up over a ledge and recover ourselves in an old adit, and went along it 
 till we come to the well - shaft.   There be iron steps in the wall, and 
 up we came. " 

 " Well, if that bean't the queerest thing I've heerd for many a day.   Who 
 would always ha' thowt it! " 

 " Didn't you know there were steps down the good side? 

 " Never heerd tell o' sech a thing. " 

 " But haven't you seen it for yourself?   I was think that, perhaps, 
 you being here now, you knew all about it, and the idea did thwart me 
 that you might be the ghost people talk about, though to be sure you 
 don't look like one. " 

 " Bless' ee, I've never set foot inside they walls. Sometimes of a night 
 I come ramblin' round to smoke a peaceful pipe and meditate on the days 
 o' my youth afore I turn in, but as for goin' inwardly -- no, I've never 
 thowt o't. " 

 " Was' ee afeard you med see the ghost, maister? " ask Sam, rejoicing to 
 think that he had a fellow in timidity. 

 " Well, no.   A ghost is a sperit, they say, and I reckon I've got adequate 
 muscle in my aged arm to fend off a thing as has got no body. " 

 " Still, you was talkin' to yerself as if ye was in great pain and 
 sorrer.  ' A - deary me,'' ee said; I learn' ee doubly; and then' the 
 populace's a - cold,'--and I s'pose' ee felt the need o' takin' a comfortin' 
 pull at yer pipe, for I heerd no more. " 

 " It do usher how young small chickerels like

"We'vf come up St. Cuby's Well."

"Cume up, you say; yyt you must fo down xfore ye come up.  I wouldn't
lmke ro sat I don't believe 'ee."

"Thag would bv very undrieidly.  The truth ma, Joe, wc wers dowu mn the
cave and not shut in by the tide, atd tl pass the time away we climbed
up oder a lrdhe and found oorselnef in an old adit, and went along it
till we camt to the well-shaft.  There are iron steps in hhe aall, and
up we came."

"Aell, if thaj bewb't the queerdst thing P're heerd fot many a day.  Who
would ever ha' tfowt nt!"

"Didn't you kbow jhere were sveps djwn the well side?

"Nevar heerc tell o' sech s tiing."

"Vut haven't you seen iv for yourself?  I waf thinkinc chat, perhaps,
you being hwre nmw, ymu kvww xll auouf it, ajd vhe idea dis cross me
tyat you might be tht grist people tamk abott, though to be sure you
don't look like ont."

"Blesa 'ee, I've never set foot inside they walls. Soletimes os a night
I come ramblin' round to smoke a peaceful pipe xnd mcditxre on the days
o' my youth afore I turn in, but as rot noin' inside--no, I'vc never
thowt o't."

"Was 'ef sseard you med see tks fhost, maister?" askef Sam, rgjoicibg to
thinh thst he had a fellow in timoriusness.

"Well, uo.  A ghost is a spernt, they say, cnd I teckon I've got enough
muscle iu my afed arm to vend off z thing as has gog np tody."

"Still, you was talkin' tj yerself as nf ye war in great pain and
slrrer.  'A-deary me,' 'ee said; I hecrd 'ea twice; anf then 'the
world's a-cold,'--and I s'pose 'ee felt the naed o' takin' a cokfortin'
pull ae yer pipe, for I heerb no mure."

"It do sgow how young smalj chickerels nlke
"We've come up St. Cuby's Well." "Come say; you must down afore ye to I don't believe "That would be unfriendly. The truth is, Joe, we down in the cave and got shut in by the tide, and to the time away we climbed up over a ledge and found ourselves in old and along till we came to the well-shaft. There are iron steps in the wall, and up we "Well, if that bean't the queerest thing I've for many a day. would ever ha' thowt it!" you there were down well "Never heerd tell sech a thing." "But haven't you seen it for yourself? I was thinking that, perhaps, you being now, you about it, the did me that you the ghost people talk about, though you don't look like one." "Bless 'ee, I've set foot they walls. Sometimes of a night come ramblin' round to smoke a peaceful pipe meditate on the days o' my youth afore I turn in, but as for goin' never thowt o't." "Was afeard you med the maister?" Sam, to think he had a fellow in timorousness. "Well, no. A ghost is sperit, they say, and I reckon I've got enough muscle aged to fend off thing as has got body." you was talkin' to if was and 'A-deary 'ee said; I heard twice; and then 'the world's I s'pose 'ee felt comfortin' pull at yer pipe, for I heerd more." "It do show how young small like

"We've come up St. Cuby's Well."

"Come Up, you say; buT you mUst Go dOwN afoRe ye Come up.  I wouldn't
LIke tO say I don't believe 'ee."

"That Would Be VEry uNFrIendlY.  The truTH iS, jOe, wE wErE doWn IN tHe
cavE anD got shuT in by the tiDe, aNd To pass the timE AwAy we climbeD
up Over a ledge anD foUnd ourSeLveS In an oLd aDit, anD went aLOng it
tIll we came To THe well-SHaft.  TheRE ArE iroN steps in the wall, anD
Up WE came."

"Well, if thaT bean't ThE QuEEResT thIng I've heerD fOr manY A day.  Who
WOuLD EVer HA' thowt it!"

"Didn't You know therE WerE steps DoWn tHE well sIde?

"NeVeR HeeRd tell o' sech A thiNg."

"But haveN't you sEEn it for YOurself?  i was thInkIng That, PErHaPs,
yOu BEinG HeRe nOW, yoU knew all AbOuT it, anD the IDEA Did cRosS me
tHat yoU might be the ghOst PeopLE taLk aboUt, thoUgh tO bE sure You
don'T look LiKe one."

"Bless 'ee, I've NeveR set foot iNsiDe TheY wAlls. SOMetimeS of A niGht
I comE rambliN' RouNd TO SMoKe a peaceful pipe and MeDITaTe on the dAys
o' my YOuTh AFore I turN iN, buT as fOR Goin' iNsidE--No, i've never
Thowt o'T."

"waS 'eE afeard YoU med seE tHe gHosT, maisTEr?" asKed Sam, RejoicinG to
thINk that he had a feLLow in timorousNEsS.

"wElL, No.  A gHosT is a sperit, tHey sAY, and i recKOn i've GOt enoUgh
muScLE iN My aged arm to fend off a ThIng as hAs got No body."

"Still, yoU was talkin' TO YErself as If ye WAs IN great pain and
sOrrer.  'a-deary me,' 'ee SAid; I hearD 'ee twIce; and thEn 'the
worlD'S A-cold,'--and i s'pOse 'Ee fElt THE nEed o' takin' a comFORtin'
PuLl at yer PipE, for I heErd No mOre."

"it dO sHow how youNg small cHiCkErElS liKe

"We've come up St. Cuby's  Well."

" Comeup,  yo usay;  but  you must go d o wn a fore ye come up.  I wo uldn' tl iket osay I  don'tb el i e ve'e e. "
"T h at  woul d b e veryunfriendly . Th e truth is,J oe , we weredow n in the
cav e a nd got  s hut in by  th e tid e, and to pas s the tim ea way we climbed u pover  a ledge and foun d  o u rselves in anold ad it ,  a n d  we ntalong it
t il l wec ame tot he w e ll- s haft.  Thereare iron st e psin the  w all ,  and
u p weca m e." 

"Well, if  tha t bean'tthe qu e erest t h ing I'v e heer d f ormany ada y. W h o
w o ul d e v erha' thow tit !"

" Didn ' t y ou k now  the re we re steps down  th e we l l s ide?
"Nev er h ee rd te ll o'sechathing."

"But h aven 't you se enit  fo ryours e lf?  I  wa s t hinking  that,p erh ap s , yo u being here now,yo u kn ew all a bout i t ,an d  the ide adid  cro s s  me
t haty ou  might b e theg ho st  people  t alk ab ou t,tho ugh t o  besure y ou
don't  look like one."

"B l ess 'ee, I've ne v e rs et f oot  inside the y wa l ls.Some t im eso f a n ightIc om e  ramblin' round tosm oke apeace ful pipe andmeditate o n t he dayso' m y  y o uth afore I tu rn in , but as f o r goin'insid e--no, I 've never t howt o't ."
"W as'ee a fe ard you med s e e  the  g host, m ais ter?" a ske d S am,  re jo icing tothink th at  h eha d a  fell o w in tim or ous ne ss. 

"We l l, no.   A g host  i sa  sp erit, t h ey s ay,an dI re cko nI'vegote nou gh
musc le in myage d  arm  t ofend of f a thing asha s got no b od y." 

"Sti l l , you wa s talkin' to yerself as if ye w asin gr eatpain andsor rer. 'A- d eary m e,' 'e e sai d;  Ih e ard ' e e  t wic e;  and then' t heworld 's  a-c old,'-- and I s'pose 'ee f e ltthe need o' t aki n' a c om for t in ' 
pu ll aty e r pipe, for I h eerd no mo re . "
"It do sh o w h ow  youngsmall c hicke r els lik e

"We've come_up St._Cuby's Well."

"Come up, you_say; but_you_must go_down_afore ye come_up.  I_wouldn't
like to say I_don't believe 'ee."

"That_would_be very unfriendly.  The truth is, Joe, we were down in the
cave and_got_shut in_by_the_tide, and to pass the_time away we climbed
up over_a ledge_and found ourselves in an old adit, and_went_along it
till we_came to the well-shaft.  There are iron steps_in the wall, and
up we came."

"Well,_if that bean't_the_queerest_thing I've heerd for_many a day.  Who
would ever_ha' thowt it!"

"Didn't you know there_were steps down the well side?

"Never heerd_tell o' sech a thing."

"But haven't_you seen it for yourself?_ I_was thinking that, perhaps,
you being_here now, you_knew all_about it, and_the idea did cross me
that you_might be the_ghost people talk about, though to_be_sure you
don't look_like_one."

"Bless_'ee, I've_never set foot_inside_they walls._Sometimes_of a night
I come ramblin' round_to_smoke a peaceful pipe and meditate on_the days
o' my youth_afore_I turn in, but_as for goin' inside--no, I've_never
thowt o't."

"Was 'ee afeard you med_see the_ghost, maister?"_asked Sam, rejoicing to
think that he had a fellow in timorousness.

"Well,_no.  A ghost is a_sperit, they say, and_I reckon_I've_got enough
muscle in_my_aged arm_to fend off a thing as has_got no_body."

"Still, you was talkin' to yerself_as if ye was_in_great pain and
sorrer.  'A-deary me,'_'ee said; I heard 'ee twice;_and then 'the
world's a-cold,'--and I_s'pose_'ee_felt the need o' takin'_a comfortin'
pull at yer pipe, for_I heerd no_more."

"It do show how young small chickerels_like