"What kind?"
"All kinds but watch charms."
"I thought that was a sorceress."
"I used to be, but it's rude to drink poison out of a saucer now, and so I am a cuperess."
"Thank you very much for the wishing bottle," said Billy. "I don't know that I shall need it, but I'll take it anyway."
"Bad luck to you," called the old woman. "By the way where are you going now?"
"To Bogie Man's House," answered Billy.
"What have I done—what have I done—I'll have to stop him—if I only hadn't been a Was I might have guessed this was the boy," said the old woman, wringing her hands.
But Billy didn't hear this; he was busy examining the left hind foot of a rabbit displayed in a shop window.
"My cats," cried she, "I'll send them after him," and opening an inner door she called: