Madam Crowls Ghost and the Dead Sexton | Page 6

Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu
from my throat, and I felt I'd lose my wits if she
touched me.
"I went back this way, right into the corner, and I gev a yellock, ye'd
think saul and body was partin', and that minute my aunt, from the door,

calls out wi' a blare, and the ald lady turns round on her, and I turns
about, and ran through my room, and down the stairs, as hard as my
legs could carry me.
"I cried hearty, I can tell you, when I got down to the housekeeper's
room. Mrs. Wyvern laughed a deal when I told her what happened. But
she changed her key when she heard the ald lady's words.
"'Say them again,' says she.
"So I told her.
"'Ye little limb! What for did ye say I killed the boy? I'll tickle ye till
ye're stiff.'
"'And did ye say she killed a boy?' says she.
"'Not I, ma'am,' says I.
"Judith was always up with me, after that, when the two elder women
was away from her. I would a jumped out at winda, rather than stay
alone in the same room wi' her.
"It was about a week after, as well as I can remember, Mrs. Wyvern,
one day when me and her was alone, told me a thing about Madam
Crowl that I did not know before.
"She being young and a great beauty, full seventy year before, had
married Squire Crowl, of Applewale. But he was a widower, and had a
son about nine years old.
"There never was tale or tidings of this boy after one mornin'. No one
could say where he went to. He was allowed too much liberty, and used
to be off in the morning, one day, to the keeper's cottage and breakfast
wi' him, and away to the warren, and not home, mayhap, till evening;
and another time down to the lake, and bathe there, and spend the day
fishin' there, or paddlin' about in the boat. Well, no one could say what
was gone wi' him; only this, that his hat was found by the lake, under a

haathorn that grows thar to this day, and 'twas thought he was drowned
bathin'. And the squire's son, by his second marriage, with this Madam
Crowl that lived sa dreadful lang, came in far the estates. It was his son,
the ald lady's grandson, Squire Chevenix Crowl, that owned the estates
at the time I came to Applewale.
"There was a deal o' talk lang before my aunt's time about it; and 'twas
said the step-mother knew more than she was like to let out. And she
managed her husband, the ald squire, wi' her white-heft and flatteries.
And as the boy was never seen more, in course of time the thing died
out of fowks' minds.
"I'm goin' to tell ye noo about what I sid wi' my own een.
"I was not there six months, and it was winter time, when the ald lady
took her last sickness.
"The doctor was afeard she might a took a fit o' madness, as she did
fifteen years befoore, and was buckled up, many a time, in a
strait-waistcoat, which was the very leathern jerkin I sid in the closet,
off my aunt's room.
"Well, she didn't. She pined, and windered, and went off, torflin',
torflin', quiet enough, till a day or two before her flittin', and then she
took to rabblin', and sometimes skirlin' in the bed, ye'd think a robber
had a knife to her throat, and she used to work out o' the bed, and not
being strong enough, then, to walk or stand, she'd fall on the flure, wi'
her ald wizened hands stretched before her face, and skirlin' still for
mercy.
"Ye may guess I didn't go into the room, and I used to be shiverin' in
my bed wi' fear, at her skirlin' and scrafflin' on the flure, and blarin' out
words that id make your skin turn blue.
"My aunt, and Mrs. Wyvern, and Judith Squailes, and a woman from
Lexhoe, was always about her. At last she took fits, and they wore her
out.

"T' sir was there, and prayed for her; but she was past praying with. I
suppose it was right, but none could think there was much good in it,
and sa at lang last she made her flittin', and a' was over, and old Dame
Crowl was shrouded and coffined, and Squire Chevenix was wrote for.
But he was away in France, and the delay was sa lang, that t' sir and
doctor both agreed it would not du to keep her langer out o' her place,
and no one cared but just them two, and my aunt and the rest o' us,
from Applewale, to go
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