"Hey!" said my father, and they both lay for a minute expecting to hear something more, but they heard nothing.
My father then sprang out of bed, and looked out of the window; it was bright moonlight, but he saw nothing.

The next night, as they lay in bed both asleep, they were suddenly aroused by a loud and terrible knocking.
Out sprang my father from the bed, flung open the window, and looked out, but there was no one at the door.

The next morning, however, a messenger arrived with the intelligence that my aunt had had a dreadful confinement with twins in the night, and that both she and the babes were dead." "Thank you," said I; and paying for my ale, I returned to Llangollen..