"You may go. You shall hear from me in the course of the week."
Norton went out in high glee. "She's a brick, that witch!" he exclaimed. "Go along, Judy—and make haste; people are taking leave now. I don't know whose the voice is, though," he went on; "I couldn't make it out. I guess"—But Norton stopped; and Judy went in.
"Are you in want of anything, Judy Bartholomew?" the unseen witch asked.
"I haven't got all I want," said Judy; "if you mean that."
"State what is needed."
"There are a great many things," said Judy unblushingly; "but the two things I wish for most particularly are—to give a ball, for one; and to have a diamond ring, for the other."
"Short of these two things, all your wishes are satisfied then?"
"No," said Judy hesitatingly,—"I didn't say that. I want lots of things besides; but those two most."
"You may go. The witch always wants time. Have you any debts to pay? of money? of any other sort?"
"No indeed," said Judy decidedly.