"Yes, I take owl's eyes when I want to look at a lawyer."
"Why do you do that, Miss Teezle? what can owls see that you cannot see with your own eyes, Miss Teezle?" asked the lawyer, attempting to turn the laugh back from himself upon her.
"They can see low fowl creatures in the dark," replied the blooming maiden.
"Enough of this," said the lawyer; "and if Miss Rebecca Ann saw these things with her own eyes, can she name any circumstances? Did you notice Mr. Sculpin very particularly? Did he seem confused and agitated when you met him? or was he calm,—was he possessed?"
"He was possessed—at least of the chain."
"Indeed, Miss Teezle, and you are certain of this; and now can you tell me if it was when you were going after the berries, that you saw him; or after you had picked them, and had started after home?"
"It was after we had been after the berries, and after we had started after home."
"Yes; and did you notice the gait in which he moved along; notice it with your own eyes, Rebecca?"
"He was in the gate of the woods pasture south of Mr. Bogle's when we saw him last."
"Yes, and you are so wise and discerning, you can tell whether his course across the field, was straight or crooked?"