Pore mother was frit to death o' he.

'There's black magic in 'im' she says to me.

It was the day as she was took, too.

'Black magic,' she says.

'I've a-begged 'im to let me die easy, but Lor' bless yer, 'e don't take no more notice than if 'e were the Spink,'" Mrs.Briggs glanced over her shoulder.