back, and they went slowly, but he did not release her, nor did she struggle futilely against his strength, knowing it wiser to continue calmly leading him on; but she could not reply. The start of her fall and her wildly beating heart rendered her breathless and weak.

“I tell you that thar doctah man, he have put a spell on you. He done drawed you up thar to hear to him. I seed you lookin’ like he’d done drawed yuer soul outen yuer body. I have heard o’ sech. He’s be’n down to Bishop Towahs’, too, whar I be’n workin’ at. I seed him watchin’ me like he come to spy on me, an’ he no sooner gone than I seed that thar Giles Teasley sneakin’ ‘long the fence lookin’ over an’ searchin’ eve’y place like he war a-hungerin’