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syllabub, which Mr Chancellor brought to the prisoner, that screamed and begged for mercy, but had it not--and hard work had _Gillian_ to beg for mercy, for she was laughing till she could scarce utter no words. Howbeit, this o'er, all we gathered around the fire, and played at divers sitting games. And as we were in the midst of "I love my love," and had but just finished R,-- afore _Margaret Benson_, that was next, could begin with S,--behold, a strange voice behind, yet no strange one, crieth out loud and cheery-- "I love my love with an S, because she is sweet; I hate her with S, because she is sulky: I took her to the sign of the _Ship_, and treated her to sprats and seaweed; her name is _Sophonisba Suckabob_, and she comes from _San Sebastian_." Well, we turned round all and looked on him that had spoke, but in good sooth not one of us knew the bright fresh face, until _Mother_ cries out,--"_Ned_! _Ned_, my boy!" and then, I warrant you, there was some kissing and hand-shaking, ay, more than a little. "Fleet ahoy!" saith _Ned_. "Haven't seen so many crafts in the old harbour, for never so long." "Why, _Ned_, hast thou forgot 'tis Twelfth Night?" says _Milly_. "So 'tis," quoth _Ned_. "Shall I dance you a hornpipe?" So after all the greeting was done, _Ned_ sat down next to _Mother_: but we gat no further a-loving of our loves that night, for all wanted to hear _Ned_, that is but now come back from the _Spanish_ seas: and divers tales he told that were rare taking, and one or twain that did make my flesh creep: but truly his sea-talk is rare hard to conceive. When all at once saith _Ned_:-- "Have you a ghost cruising these parts?" "Eh, _Ned_, hast thou seen her?" cries _Austin Park_. "Who's her?" saith _Ned_. "I've seen a craft with a white hull and all sails up, in the copse nigh old _Nanny's_." "Couldst thou make it thy conveniency to speak _English, Ned_?" saith _Father_. "That is the language we talk in _Derwentdale_." _Ned_ laughed, and saith, "I'll endeavour myself; but 'tis none so easy to drop it. Well, who or what is it?" "'Tis a ghost," saith _Austin_; "and folks laughed at me when I said I had seen it: may-be they'll give o'er now." "Why didst not send a buck-shot through her?" quoth _Ned_. "Good lack! I had no arms," saith _Austin_: "and what good should come o' shooting a ghost?" "Make you first sure she is a ghost," saith _Father_: "for it should be right litt
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