corner； and though she was not in the least in love with him； she could not help hoping that he had at least （to put her pretty little thought in the mildest shape） not altogether forgotten her； and was hungering； too； with all her fancy； to give him no peace till he had told her all the wonderful things which he had seen and done in this ever…memorable voyage。 So that； altogether； it was no wonder； if in her last night's dream the figure of Amyas had been even more forward and troublesome than that of Frank or the rest。
But； moreover； another figure had been forward and troublesome enough in last night's sleep…world； and forward and troublesome enough； too； now in to…day's waking…world； namely； Eustace； the rejected。 How strange that she should have dreamt of him the night before！ and dreamt； too； of his fighting with Mr。 Frank and Mr。 Amyas！ It must be a warningsee； she had met him the very next day in this strange way； so the first half of her dream had come true； and after what had past； she only had to breathe a whisper； and the second part of the dream would come true also。 If she wished for a passage of arms in her own honor； she could easily enough compass one： not that she would do it for worlds！ And after all； though Mr。 Eustace had been very rude and naughty； yet still it was not his own fault； he could not help being in love with her。 Andand； in short； the poor little maid felt herself one of the most important personages on earth； with all the cares （or hearts） of the country in her keeping； and as much perplexed with matters of weight as ever was any Cleophila； or Dianeme； Fiordispina or Flourdeluce； in verse run tame； or prose run mad。
Poor little Rose！ Had she but had a mother！ But she was to learn her lesson； such as it was； in another school。 She was too shy （too proud perhaps） to tell her aunt her mighty troubles； but a counsellor she must have； and after sitting with her head in her hands； for half…an…hour or more； she arose suddenly； and started off along the cliffs towards Marsland。 She would go and see Lucy Passmore； the white witch； Lucy knew everything； Lucy would tell her what to do； perhaps even whom to marry。
Lucy was a fat； jolly woman of fifty； with little pig…eyes； which twinkled like sparks of fire； and eyebrows which sloped upwards and outwards； like those of a satyr； as if she had been （as indeed she had） all her life looking out of the corners of her eyes。 Her qualifications as white witch were boundless cunning； equally boundless good nature； considerable knowledge of human weaknesses； some mesmeric power； some skill in 〃yarbs；〃 as she called her simples； a firm faith in the virtue of her own incantations； and the faculty of holding her tongue。 By dint of these she contrived to gain a fair share of money； and also （which she liked even better） of power； among the simple folk for many miles round。 If a child was scalded； a tooth ached； a piece of silver was stolen； a heifer shrew…struck； a pig bewitched； a young damsel crost in love； Lucy was called in； and Lucy found a remedy； especially for the latter complaint。 Now and then she found herself on ticklish ground； for the kind…heartedness which compelled her to help all distressed damsels out of a scrape； sometimes compelled her also to help them into one； whereon enraged fathers called Lucy ugly names； and threatened to send her into Exeter gaol for a witch； and she smiled quietly； and hinted that if she were 〃like some that were ready to return evil for evil； such talk as that would bring no blessing on them that spoke it；〃 which being translated into plain English； meant； 〃If you trouble me； I will overlook （i。 e。 fascinate） you； and then your pigs will die； your horses stray； your cream turn sour； your barns be fired； your son have St。 Vitus's dance； your daughter fits； and so on； woe on woe； till you are very probably starved to death in a ditch； by virtue of this terrible little eye of mine； at which； in spite of all your swearing and bullying； you know you are now shaking in your shoes for fear。 So you had much better hold your tongue； give me a drink of cider； and leave ill alone； lest you make it worse。〃
Not that Lucy ever proceeded to any such fearful extremities。 On the contrary； her boast； and her belief too； was； that she was sent into the world to make poor souls as happy as she could； by lawful means； of course； if possible； but if notwhy； unlawful ones were better than none； for she 〃couldn't a…bear to see the poor creatures taking on； she was too； too tender…hearted。〃 And so she was； to every one but her husband； a tall； simple…hearted rabbit… faced man； a good deal older than herself。 Fully agreeing with Sir Richard Grenville's great axiom； that he who cannot obey cannot rule； Lucy had been for the last five…and…twenty years training him pretty smartly to obey her； with the intention； it is to be charitably hoped； of letting him rule her in turn when his lesson was perfected。 He bore his honors； however； meekly enough； having a boundless respect for his wife's wisdom； and a firm belief in her supernatural powers； and let her go her own way and earn her own money； while he got a little more in a truly pastoral method （not extinct yet along those lonely cliffs）； by feeding a herd of some dozen donkeys and twenty goats。 The donkeys fetched； at each low… tide； white shell…sand which was to be sold for manure to the neighboring farmers； the goats furnished milk and 〃kiddy…pies；〃 and when there was neither milking nor sand…carrying to be done； old Will Passmore just sat under a sunny rock and watched the buck… goats rattle their horns together； thinking about nothing at all； and taking very good care all the while neither to inquire nor to see who came in and out of his little cottage in the glen。
The prophetess； when Rose approached her oracular cave； was seated on a tripod in front of the fire； distilling strong waters out of penny…royal。 But no sooner did her distinguished visitor appear at the hatch； than the still was left to take care of itself； and a clean apron and mutch having been slipt on； Lucy welcomed Rose with endless courtesies； and〃Bless my dear soul alive； who ever would have thought to see the Rose of Torridge to my poor little place！〃
Rose sat down： and then？ How to begin was more than she knew； and she stayed silent a full five minutes； looking earnestly at the point of her shoe； till Lucy； who was an adept in such cases； thought it best to proceed to business at once； and save Rose the delicate operation of opening the ball herself； and so； in her own way； half fawning； half familiar
〃Well； my dear young lady； and what is it I can do for ye？ For I guess you want a bit of old Lucy's help； eh？ Though I'm most mazed to see ye here； surely。 I should have supposed that pretty face could manage they sort of matters for itself。 Eh？〃
Rose； thus bluntly charged； confessed at once； and with many blushes and hesitations； made her soon understand that what she wanted was 〃To have her fortune told。〃
〃Eh？ Oh！ I see。 The pretty face has managed it a bit too well already； eh？ Tu many o' mun； pure fellows？ Well； 'tain't every mayden has her pick and choose； like some I know of； as be blest in love by stars above。 So you hain't made up your mind； then？〃
Rose shook her head。
〃Ahwell；〃 she went on； in a half…bantering tone。 〃Not so asy； is it； then？ One's gude for one thing； and one for another； eh？ One has the blood； and another the money。〃
And so the 〃cunning woman〃 （as she truly was）； talking half to herself； ran over all the names which she thought likely； peering at Rose all the while out of the corners of her foxy bright eyes； while Rose stirred the peat ashes steadfastly with the point of her little shoe； half angry； half ashamed； half frightened； to find that 〃the cunning woman〃 had guessed so well both her suitors and her thoughts about them； and tried to look unconcerned at each name as it came out。
〃Well； well；〃 said Lucy； who took nothing by her move； simply because there was nothing to take； 〃think over itthink over it； my dear life； and if you did set your mind on any onewhy； then then maybe I might help you to a sight of him。〃
〃A sight of him？〃
〃His sperrit； dear life； his sperrit only； I mane。 I 'udn't have no keeping company in my house； no； not for gowld untowld； I 'udn't； but the sperrit of munto see whether mun would be true or not； you'd like to know that； now； 'udn't you； my darling？〃
Rose sighed； and stirred the ashes about vehemently。
〃I must first know who it is to be。 If you could show me that now〃
〃Oh； I can show ye that； tu； I can。 Ben there's a way to 't； a sure way； but 'tis mortal cold for the time o' year； you zee。〃
〃But what is it； then？〃 said Rose； who had in her heart been longing for something of that very kind； and had half made up her mind to ask for a charm。
〃Why； you'm not afraid to goo into the say by night for a minute； are you？ And to…morrow night would serve； too； 't will be just low tide to midnight。〃
〃If you would come with me perhaps〃
〃I'll come； I'll come； and stand within call； to be sure。 Only do ye mind this； dear soul alive； not to goo telling a crumb about mun； noo； not for the world； or yu'll see naught at all； indeed； now。 And beside； there's a noxious business grow'd up against me up to Chapel there； and I hear tell how Mr。 Leigh saith I shall to Exeter gaol for a witchdid ye ever hear the likes？because his groom Jan saith I overlooked munthe Papist dog！ And now never he nor th' owld Father Francis goo by me without a spetting； and saying of their Ayes and MalificasI do know what their Rooman Latin do mane； zo well as ever they； I du！and a making o' their charms and incantations to their saints and idols！ They be mortal feared of witches； they Papists； and mortal hard on 'em； even on a pure body like me； that doth a bit in the white way； 'case why you see； dear life；〃 said she； with one of her humorous twinkles； 〃tu to a trade do never agree。 Do ye try my bit of a charm； now； do ye！〃
Rose could not resist the temptation； and between them both the charm was agreed on； and the next night was fixed for its trial； on the payment of certain current coins of the realm （for Lucy； of cou