This is of the nature of a blight, not of the nature of a wound; and if you ever do throw it off; it will be all at once.' 'If I only could!' 'There is only one chance of doing it known to me.

It has never failed in kindred afflictions,--that I can declare.

But it is hard to carry out, and especially for a woman.' 'Tell me!' said she.
'You must touch with the limb the neck of a man who's been hanged.' She started a little at the image he had raised.
'Before he's cold--just after he's cut down,' continued the conjuror impassively.
'How can that do good ?' 'It will turn the blood and change the constitution.

But, as I say, to do it is hard.

You must get into jail, and wait for him when he's brought off the gallows.