Milly has picked up so many ignorant Lane women who come in and blight the child, by admiring it aloud, not even saying _imbeshreer_.

And then there's an old witch, a beggar-woman that Ephraim, my son-in-law, used to give a shilling a week to.

Now he only gives her ninepence.

She asked him 'why ?' and he said, 'I'm married now.
I can't afford more.' 'What!' she shrieked, 'you got married on my money!' And one Friday when the nurse had baby downstairs, the old beggar-woman knocked for her weekly allowance, and she opened the door, and she saw the child, and she looked at it with her Evil Eye! I hope to Heaven nothing will come of it." "I will pray for Yechezkel," said Moses.
"Pray for Milly also, while thou art about it, that she may remember what is owing to a mother before the earth covers me.

I don't know what's coming over children.