"No."
The answer was an unexpected one.
"Where was it, then?"
"Oh-o-o-o-oh!" moaned the boy, beginning to shake and twitch again.
"Now, Dan Duff, this won't do," said Jan. "Tell me quietly what you saw, and where you saw it."
"I see'd a dead man," reiterated Dan Duff. And it appeared to be all he was capable of saying.
"You saw a white cow on its hind legs," returned Jan. "That's what you saw. I am surprised at you, Dan Duff. I should have thought you more of a man."
Whether the reproof overcame Master Duff's nerves again, or the remembrance of the "dead man," certain it was, that he relapsed into a state which rendered it imprudent, in Jan's opinion, to continue for the present the questioning. One more only he put—for a sudden thought crossed him, which induced it.
"Was it in the copse at Verner's Pride?"
"'Twas at the Willow Pool; he was a-walking round it. Oh-o-o-o-o-oh!"