'Thou hast heard of the new faith springing up around us?'
'I have.'
'Shall it prosper?'
'I know not,' replied the witch.
'I thought thou knewest everything, nothing being hid from thy scrutinizing gaze.'
'Ah, my sons, there are mysteries which I cannot penetrate! Ask me to call spirits from the gloomiest hell, I might do so, but this new faith relates to a spirit-plane above this earth, where men, they say, are gods. Of this place I know nothing; over it I have no control.'
'What is the emblem of this faith?'
'A cross.'
''Tis easily made. Let us form one and adjure.'
'Nay, nay,' said the woman; 'let such things be.'