"Ah! tha' is what every bodie is spierin' at them, to tell who it is."
"But surely they must know; if any one pinches them, or sticks pins into them, they must know who does it."
"True for ye, Alice! an' I put it to him mysel' that way; an' he said there were twa persons who were suspectit; twa who they hae named—an' who do ye think is ane o' them?"
"I am sure I can not guess. Nobody we know, of course."
"'Deed thin, an' it is too. Alice, do you mind Sarah Good?"
"Sarah Good? No, I think not. I do not remember ever to have heard of her."
"Yes, ye do; certies! Dinna ye mind the puir creature tha' kim beggin' wi' her child, an' ye gave her yer fustian gown an' petticoat, an' I gave her my old shawl an' my black cardinal. Ye mind her, Alice, surely?"
"Yes, indeed! I remember the woman and the child; but I had forgotten the name. But, grandmother, she can not be a witch, I'm sure; I do not believe a word of it—not
