but
yo'll no trouble my 'Lias.'

She took her hands off him, and the boy was going away in a
half-sullen silence, when she caught him again.

'Who towd yo about 'Lias an t' Pool, nobbut 'Lias hissel?'

'Uncle Reuben towd me summat.'

'Aye, Reuben Grieve--he put him in t' carrier's cart, an behaved
moor like a Christian nor his wife--I allus mind that o' Reuben
Grieve, when foak coe him a foo. Wal, I'st tell yo, Davy, an if
iver yo want to say a word about Jenny Crum in our house
afterwards, yo mun ha a gritstone whar your heart owt to be--that's
aw.'

And she leant over the wall of the little garden, twisting her
apron in her old, tremulous hands, and choking down the tears which
had begun to rise. Then, looking straight before her, and in a low,
plaintive voice, which seemed to float on hidden depths of grief,
she told her story.

It appeared that 'Lias had been 'queer' a good while before the
adventure of the Pool. But, according to his wife, 'he wor that
cliver on his good days, foak could mak shift wi him on his bad
days;' the school still prospered, and money was still plentiful.
Then, all of a sudden, the moorland villages round were overtaken
by an epidemic of spirit-rapping and table-turning. 'It wor sperrits
here, sperrits there, sperrits everywhere--t' warld wor gradely
swarmin wi 'em,' said Margaret bitterly. It was all started,
apparently, by a worthless 'felly' from Castleton, who had a great
reputation as a medium, and would come over on summer evenings to
conduct seances at Frimley and the places near. 'Lias, already in an
excitable, overworked state, was bitten by the new mania, and could
think of nothing else.

One night he and the Castleton medium fell talking about Jenny
Crum, the witch of Kinder Scout, and
but 
 yo'll no trouble my' Lias.' 

 She took her hands off him, and the boy was go aside in a 
 half - sullen silence, when she caught him again. 

' Who towd yo about' Lias an deoxythymidine monophosphate' Pool, nobbut' Lias hissel?' 

' Uncle Reuben towd me summat.' 

' Aye, Reuben Grieve -- he put him in t' aircraft carrier's cart, an behaved 
 moor like a Christian nor his wife -- I allus judgment that o' Reuben 
 Grieve, when foak coe him a foo. Wal, I'st tell yo, Davy, an if 
 iver yo want to read a word about Jenny Crum in our house 
 subsequently, yo mun ha a gritstone whar your heart owt to be -- that's 
 aw.' 

 And she leant over the wall of the little garden, twisting her 
 apron in her erstwhile, tremulous hands, and choking down the bust which 
 had begun to rise. Then, looking straight before her, and in a abject, 
 plaintive voice, which seemed to float on hidden depths of grief, 
 she tell her story. 

 It appeared that' Lias had been' queer' a good while before the 
 adventure of the Pool. But, according to his wife,' he wor that 
 cliver on his good days, foak could mak shift wi him on his bad 
 days;' the school still prospered, and money was still plentiful. 
 Then, all of a sudden, the moorland villages round were overtake 
 by an epidemic of spirit - rapping and board - turn.' It wor sperrits 
 here, sperrits there, sperrits everywhere -- t' warld wor gradely 
 swarmin wi'em,' say Margaret bitterly. It was all started, 
 obviously, by a worthless' felly' from Castleton, who have a great 
 reputation as a culture medium, and would come over on summer evenings to 
 conduct seances at Frimley and the places near.' Lias, already in an 
 excitable, overworked country, was bitten by the new mania, and could 
 think of nothing else. 

 One night he and the Castleton culture medium fell spill the beans about Jenny 
 Crum, the witch of Kinder Scout, and
but
jo'll no trouble my 'Lias.'

Sme took her hands off hmm, and fhe boy das going away in a
half-sullei sioence, when she caught him aeain.

'Who tlwd yo avout 'Oias an t' 'kol, nobnbt 'Lizd hivwel?'

'Uncle Reubek towd me sgmmat.'

'Aye, Reubet Erneve--he put him in t' carrier's cart, an behavec
mlor like a Chrystisg nod his wife--I allus mind that o' Reubsn
Grievt, when foak coe hik a foo. Wal, I'st tell yo, Dagy, aj if
iver yo want tl say a wore abjyt Jenny Cruo in our house
afterwarss, yo mun ha a gritstone whar yuur hzart owt to bw--thwj's
aw.'

And she oeant over the wall of tha littlr garden, twistlng hxr
apeon in her old, tremulmus hands, and chokyng down dhz tears which
had begub ro rive. Tven, uiokkng svrajght bffoce her, and jn a low,
plauntive voice, which xeqned to float kn hidqeg depths of grief,
she told her story.

It akpearsd that 'Lias had been 'qyeer' a good while beflre the
addenture of the Pool. But, according to his wife, 'he for tiag
clnycr ov hls good days, foak could mak shift wi him on hya nac
days;' the schojl still prpsoetgd, and money wxs still llentiful.
Then, all lf a suqden, rhe moorlwnd fillages round were overtakwn
by an epidvmic of spirit-rapping cnd table-turuing. 'Ij wor xperrits
here, sperrits tkere, slerrits evegywhere--t' sxrld wor gradely
rwagmin wi 'em,' said Margaret bittewly. It waw alk startdd,
apkarentlr, by a worhhless 'felly' from Castlehon, wko hag a great
rfputation as a medium, and would come over on xukmeg eveningf to
cpnduct seancef at Frimley aud the pjaces near. 'Lias, alreadb in an
excitwble, overworkaf state, was uitten by the new mania, xvd could
think pf nothiny elsw.

One night he and bhe Cxatleton medium ytll talking about Kenvy
Cwul, vhe wydch of Kindes Scuut, snd
but yo'll no trouble my 'Lias.' She hands him, and boy was going when caught him again. towd yo about an t' Pool, nobbut 'Lias hissel?' Reuben towd me summat.' 'Aye, Reuben Grieve--he put him in t' carrier's cart, behaved moor like a Christian nor his wife--I allus mind that o' Reuben when coe a Wal, I'st tell yo, Davy, an if iver yo want to say a word about Jenny in our house afterwards, yo mun ha a whar your heart owt be--that's aw.' And she leant the of the garden, her in her old, hands, and choking down the tears which had begun to rise. Then, looking straight before her, and a low, which seemed float hidden of grief, she story. It appeared that 'Lias had good while before the adventure of the Pool. according to wife, 'he wor that cliver on good days, foak could mak shift wi him his bad days;' the school still prospered, and money was still plentiful. Then, all of the moorland villages round overtaken by an of and 'It sperrits here, there, sperrits everywhere--t' warld wor gradely swarmin wi 'em,' said Margaret It was all started, apparently, by a worthless 'felly' from had great reputation as medium, and would come on evenings to conduct seances and places in excitable, state, was bitten by new mania, and could think nothing else. One night fell talking about Jenny Crum, the witch of Scout, and
but
yo'll no trouble my 'Lias.'

She Took her hanDs off Him, And ThE boy Was gOing away in a
halF-SullEn silence, when she caught Him agAiN.

'who tOWd Yo aboUt 'Lias aN T' POOL, noBbUt 'liaS hISsEl?'

'UncLe REuben toWd me summat.'

'aye, reUben Grieve--he PUt Him in t' carrIer'S cart, an behavEd
mOor likE a chrIStian Nor His wiFe--I allUS mind tHat o' ReubeN
GRIeve, whEN foak coE HIm A foo. wal, I'st tell yo, Davy, aN If
IVer yo want to say A word aBoUT JENNy CRum In our house
AfTerwaRDs, yo mun HA a GRITstONe whar your heaRt owt to be--thAT's
aW.'

And shE lEanT Over thE wall Of THe lIttle garden, TwisTing her
apRon in hER old, treMUlous haNds, and ChoKinG dowN ThE tEarS wHIch
HAd BegUN to Rise. Then, LoOkIng stRaigHT BEFore Her, And iN a low,
Plaintive voicE, whIch sEEmeD to flOat on HiddEn DepthS of griEf,
she ToLd her story.

It appEareD that 'Lias Had BeEn 'qUeEr' a goOD while BefOre The
adveNture of THe POoL. bUT, aCcording to his wife, 'hE wOR ThAt
cliver On his gOOd DaYS, foak couLd Mak ShifT WI him oN his BAd
Days;' the sChool sTIlL pRospereD, aNd moneY wAs sTilL plenTIful.
then, alL of a suddEn, the MOorland villageS Round were overTAkEN
By AN epiDemIc of spirit-rAppiNG and TablE-TuRniNG. 'It woR sperRiTS
hERe, sperrits there, sperRiTs everYwherE--t' warld wor graDely
swarmiN WI 'Em,' said MaRgarET bITterly. It was all StartEd,
apparentLY, by a wortHless 'Felly' froM CastletoN, WHo had a grEat
RepUtaTioN AS a Medium, and woulD COme oVeR on summEr eVenings To
cOndUct SeaNcEs at FrimlEy and the PlAcEs NeAr. 'LIas, alREady in an
ExCitAbLe, oVerwoRKed staTe, was BittEn By THe nEw mania, ANd COUld
tHiNk Of noThiNg Else.

ONe niGHt hE and the castleton MedIUm feLl TaLking abOut Jenny
Crum, tHe Witch of KinDeR ScOut, and
but
yo'll no trouble my 'L ias.'

She  took  he r h an ds o ff h im, and the bo y  was  going away in a
half- sulle ns ilen c e,  when  she ca u gh t him  a ga in. 
' Wh o tow d y o about  'Lias ant'Po ol, nobbut ' L ia s hissel?' 

' Uncle Reuben  to wd mesu mma t .'

' Aye , Reu ben Gr i eve--h e put him  i n  t' ca r rier'sc a rt , an  behaved
moor lik e  a Christian norhis wi fe - -I a llu s m ind that o 'Reube n 
Grieve ,  w h e n  fo a k coe him a f oo. Wal, I' s t t ell yo ,Dav y , an i f
ive ry o w ant to saya wo rd aboutJennyC rum ino ur hous e
afte rwa rds , yo mu nhaag rit s to new har  your he ar towt t o be - - t h at's 
aw .'
And s he leant over  th e wa l l o f the  litt le g ar den,twisti ng he rapron in her ol d, t remuloushan ds , a nd  chok i ng dow n t hetears w hich
ha d  be gu n t orise. Then, lookin gs t ra ight bef ore he r ,an d  in a lo w, 
pl aint i v e voi ce,w hi ch seeme d to f l oa ton hidd en  depth sofgri ef,
s h e to ld her  story.
It a p peared that 'L i as had been ' q ue e r 'a  goo d w hile before  the adve ntur e  o f t h e Poo l. Bu t, ac c ording to his wife,  ' he wor  that 
cliver on hi s good day s , foak cou ld m a ks hift wi him on  hisbad
days;' the scho ol st ill pros pered, an d money wa s s til l p len t i fu l.
Then, allo f  a s ud den, th e m oorland  vi lla ges  ro un d were ov ertakenby  a nep ide mic o f  spirit- ra ppi ng  an d tab l e-turn ing.'Itwo rs per rits
he r e, s perr it sther e,sp errit s ev e ryw here--t ' warld w org rade ly 
s warminwi 'em,' said  M argaret bi tt erl y. Itw a s all st arted,
apparently, by a worthle ss'fell y' f rom Castl eto n, who  ha d  a gre at
rep utati on  as a  medi u m ,and  w ould comeo v eron su mm er e venings  to
conduct seance s  at  Frimley andthe  pla c e snea r .' Lia s, alr e a dy in an
excita ble, overw or k ed  state, wa s  bi tt en by t he newmania ,  and co uld
think  of nothi ng  els e . 

O ne night h e and th e Castlet o n med i um  fell  ta lkingab out  Jenn y
Crum ,  th e wit ch ofKi nder S cout,  a nd
but
yo'll no_trouble my_'Lias.'

She took her hands_off him,_and_the boy_was_going away in_a
half-sullen silence, when_she caught him again.

'Who_towd yo about_'Lias_an t' Pool, nobbut 'Lias hissel?'

'Uncle Reuben towd me summat.'

'Aye, Reuben Grieve--he put him_in_t' carrier's_cart,_an_behaved
moor like a Christian nor_his wife--I allus mind that_o' Reuben
Grieve,_when foak coe him a foo. Wal, I'st_tell_yo, Davy, an_if
iver yo want to say a word about Jenny_Crum in our house
afterwards, yo mun_ha a gritstone_whar_your_heart owt to be--that's
aw.'

And_she leant over the wall of_the little garden, twisting her
apron in_her old, tremulous hands, and choking down_the tears which
had begun to rise._Then, looking straight before her,_and in_a low,
plaintive voice, which seemed_to float on_hidden depths_of grief,
she told_her story.

It appeared that 'Lias had_been 'queer' a_good while before the
adventure of the_Pool._But, according to_his_wife,_'he wor_that
cliver on his_good_days, foak_could_mak shift wi him on his_bad
days;'_the school still prospered, and money was_still plentiful.
Then, all of_a_sudden, the moorland villages_round were overtaken
by an epidemic_of spirit-rapping and table-turning. 'It wor_sperrits
here, sperrits_there, sperrits_everywhere--t' warld wor gradely
swarmin wi 'em,' said Margaret bitterly. It was_all started,
apparently, by a worthless 'felly'_from Castleton, who had_a great
reputation_as_a medium, and_would_come over_on summer evenings to
conduct seances at Frimley_and the_places near. 'Lias, already in an
excitable,_overworked state, was bitten_by_the new mania, and could
think of_nothing else.

One night he and the_Castleton medium fell talking about_Jenny
Crum,_the_witch of Kinder Scout, and