_Ille_. Of what use had all this witchcraft been to him? My child, so far from being frightened, defied him more and more; and he doubted whether he should ever have his will of her. _Illa_. He should only have patience; when she was laid upon the rack she would soon learn to be fond. _Ille_. That might be, but till then she (Lizzie) should get no money. _Illa_. What! Must she then do his cattle a mischief? _Ille_. Yes, if she felt chilly, and wanted a burning fagot to warm her _podex_, she had better. Moreover, he thought that she had bewitched him, seeing that his desire for the parson's daughter was such as he had never felt before. _Illa_. (Laughing.) He had said the same thing some thirty years ago, when he first came after her. _Ille_. Ugh! thou old baggage, don't remind me of such things, but see to it that you get three witnesses, as I told you before, or else methinks they will rack your old joints for you after all. _Illa_. She had the three witnesses ready, and would leave the rest to him. But that if she were racked she would reveal all she knew. _Ille_. She should hold her ugly tongue, and go to the devil. _Illa_. So she would, but first she must have her money. _Ille_. She should have no money till he had had his will of my daughter. _Illa_. He might at least pay her for her little pig which she herself had bewitched to death, in order that she might not get into evil repute. _Ille_. She might choose one when his pigs were driven by, and say she had paid for it. Hereupon, said my Claus, the pigs were driven by, and one ran into the garden, the door being open, and as the swineherd followed it, they parted; but the witch muttered to herself, "Now help, devil, help, that I may--" but he heard no further. The cowardly fellow, however, hid all this from me, as I have said above, and only said, with tears, that he knew nothing. I believed him, and sat down at the window to see when _Dom. Consul_ should return; and when I saw him I rose and went to the castle, where the constable, who was already there with my child, met me before the judgment-chamber. Alas! she looked more joyful than I had seen her for a long time, and smiled at me with her sweet little mouth: but when she saw my snow-white hair, she gave a cry, which made _Dom. Consul_ throw open the door of the judgment-chamber, and say, "Ha, ha! thou knowest well what news I have brought thee; come in, thou stubborn devil's brat!" Whereupon we stepped into the chamber to him, and he lift up his voice and spake to me, after he had sat down with the Sheriff, who was by.