Mary was a young woman who had the courage of her opinions.

'And if you go to Mistress M'Leod, Mr.Howitt, will you just be kind enough to ask her how to cure poor Trilium?
and don't forget anything of what she says.' Miss Torrance gave her sister a word of reproof.

There was still upon her face the fine glow born of a new resolution never again to listen to a word of witchcraft.
As for Howitt, there came across his clever face the whimsical look which denoted that he understood Mary's fun perfectly.

'I will go to-morrow,' he cried.

'When the wise woman has told me who has bewitched Trilium, we will make a waxen figure and stick pins in it.' The next day Howitt walked over the hills in search of Mistress Betty M'Leod.