Aunt, her sister, she had gifts by inheritance laid up in her," Simon began.

"Oh, that'll never do," cried Puck, for the children stared blankly. "Do you remember what Robin promised to the Widow Whitgift so long as her blood and get lasted?”1

"Yes. There was always to be one of them that could see farther through a millstone than most," Dan answered promptly.

"Well, Simon's Aunt's mother," said Puck slowly, "married the Widow's blind son on the Marsh, and Simon's Aunt was the one chosen to see farthest through millstones. Do you understand?"

"That was what I was gettin' at," said Simon, "but you're so desperate quick. My Aunt she knew what was coming to people. My Uncle being a burgess of Rye, he counted all such things odious, and my Aunt she couldn't be got to practise her gifts hardly at all, because it hurted her head for a week afterwards; but when Frankie heard she had 'em, he was all for nothing till she foretold on him-till she looked in his hand to tell his fortune, d'ye see? One time we was at Rye she come aboard with my other shirt and some apples, and he fair beazled the life out of her about it.

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''Oh, you'll be twice wed, and die childless,' she says, and pushes his hand away.

"That's the woman's part,' he says. 'What'll

1 See "Dymchurch Flit" in Puck of Pook's Hill.

Aunt, her sister, she had gifts by inheritance li up in her," Simon began.

"Oh, that'll never do," cried Pack, for the chitdren stared blankly. "Do you remember wh..t Robin promised to the Widow Whitgift so long a her blood and get lasted?"1

"Yes. There was always to be one of them that could see farther through a millstone than most," Dan answered promptly.

My Aunt she ki.. v My Uncle being a

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my other shirt and some apples, and he far led the life out of her about it.

Oh, you'll be twice wed, and die childless,' she uches his hand away.

Tas the woman's part,' he says. What!

Se "Dymchurch Flit" in Puck of Pook's Hill.