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WITCHCRAFT: A TRAGEDY.

and Hawky gi' but half the milk they should gi', and we wat weel whare the ither half gangs to.

ANNABELLA.

Never mind that, my good lad! Hie to her immediately, and tell her to come to me.

BAWLDY.

To you, Leddy?

ANNABELLA.

Yes: to come to me without loss of time.—There is money for thee. (Giving money.) Do thy errand speedily and secretly: let nobody know that I have sent thee.

BAWLDY.

An' she's to come to you here, hidlings, as it war?

ANNABELLA.

Yes, Bawldy; and when she comes, let her wait for me in the cattle shed, by the wood, and I'll meet her there. Dost thou understand me, man? Go quickly.

BAWLDY.

The night, Leddy?

ANNABELLA.

Yes, to-night. Why dost thou look so scared?

BAWLDY.

I darna gang to her at night.—Gude be wi' us! an I war to find her at her cantrips, I had