"Why, Maree, them's all the same as heathen notions, like witchcraft and such.

We don't hold by none of those things in this country at all, and I guess you'd better not talk about 'em." Marie's eyes opened wide.

"But," she said, "_c'est une chose_,--it is a thing that all know.

As for Le Boss, you know--listen!" she came nearer to Abby, and lowered her voice.

"One night Old Billy forgot to do, I know not what, but somesing.