"Why, a' couldn't tell. He seemed very 'quisitive, too, about t'ould creature's Bible and prayer-book (she kept them in that ould bag of hers)--and Sall said she had talked a good deal to the chap in her mumbling way, and seemed to know some folk he asked her about. And Sall saith she hath been, in a manner, dismal ever since, and often a-crying and talking to herself." "I've heard," said the landlord, "that squire and parson were wi' her on Christmas-day--and that she talked a deal o' strange things, and that the squire did seem, as it were, _struck_ a little, you know--struck, like!" "Why, so my Sall do say; but it may be all her own head," replied Jobbins. Here a pause took place. "Madam," said the sexton, "hath given orders for an uncommon decent burying to-morrow." "Well, a' never thought any wrong of ould Bess, for my part," said one--and another--and another; and they smoked their pipes for some short time in silence. "Talking o' strangers from London," said the sexton, presently--"who do know anything o' them two chaps that were at church last Sunday? Two such peacock chaps I never see'd afore in _my_ time--and grinning all sarvice-time! the heathen!" "Ay, I'll tell you something of 'em," said Hazel--a big broad-shouldered farmer, who plucked his pipe out of his mouth with sudden energy--"They're a brace o' good ones, to be sure, ha, ha! Some week or ten days ago, as I were a-coming across the field leading into the lane behind the church, I see'd these same two chaps, and on coming nearer, (they not seeing me for the hedge,) Lord bless me! would you believe it?--if they wasn't a-teasing my daughter Jenny, that were coming along wi' some physic from the doctor for my old woman! One of 'em seemed a-going to put his arm round her neck and t' other came close to her on t' other side, a-talking to her and pushing her about." Here a young farmer, who had but seldom spoken, took his pipe out of his mouth, and exclaiming, "Lord bless me!" sat listening with his mouth wide open. "Well," continued the former, "a' came into the road behind 'em, without their seeing me; and"--(here he stretched out a thick, rigid, muscular arm, and clinched his teeth)--"a' got hold of each by the collar, and one of 'em I shook about, and gave him a kick i' the breech that sent him spinning a yard or two on the road, he clapping his hand behind him, and crying, to be sure--'You'll smart for this--a good hundred pound damages!' or summat o' that sort. T' other dropped on his knees, and begged for mercy; so a' just spit in his face, and flung him under t' hedge, telling him if he stirred till I were out o' sight, I'd crack his skull for him; and so I would!" Here the wrathful speaker pushed his pipe again between his lips, and began puffing away with great energy; while he who had appeared to take so great an interest in the story, and who was the very man who had flown to the rescue of Miss Aubrey, when