And then I saw a weapon gleam--there was a feeble piteous cry--a cry that might have moved a demon--but it did not move _him_.
With wicked words and blood-imbrued hands he cast the body on the fire.
The horrid sight was too much for me, and I became senseless." "A dreadful tale, indeed, madam!" cried Alizon, frozen with horror.
"The crime was hidden--hidden from the eyes of men, but mark the retribution that followed," said Mistress Nutter; her eyes sparkling with vindictive joy.

"Of the two murderers both perished miserably.

John Device was drowned in a moss-pool.

Richard Nutter's end was terrible, sharpened by the pangs of remorse, and marked by frightful suffering.
But another dark event preceded his death, which may have laid a crime the more on his already heavily-burdened soul.

Edward Braddyll, the object of his jealousy and hate, suddenly sickened of a malady so strange and fearful, that all who saw him affirmed it the result of witchcraft.