"Alas, poor man! he died from hard riding, after hard drinking.

That was the only witchcraft in his case.

Be warned by his fate yourself, Nicholas." "Hard riding after drinking was more likely to sober him than to kill him," rejoined the squire.

"But, as I said just now, I like not this Mother Demdike, nor her rival in iniquity, old Mother Chattox.

The devil only knows which of the two is worst.