"Very much, indeed." The little girl was about to speak, but on a sudden a sharp convulsion agitated her frame; her utterance totally failed her; and she fell back in the seat insensible.
Very much startled, Potts flew in search of some restorative, and on doing so, he perceived Mistress Nutter moving away from this part of the hall.
"She has done it," he cried.

"A piece of witchcraft before my very eyes.
Has she killed the child?
No; she breathes, and her pulse beats, though faintly.

She is only in a swoon, but a deep and deathlike one.

It would be useless to attempt to revive her; she must come to in her own way, or at the pleasure of the wicked woman who has thrown her into this condition.

I have now an assured witness in this girl.