Burn the clothes up, and give me the buttons and gold lace.

I will put them in a bag with some stones, and drop them into the river.

The sooner we get rid of them, the better." As soon as the things were put into a bag, he went out with with them.

The wind was blowing strongly and, as he had predicted the night before, the clouds were flying fast, and there were many signs of dirty weather.

He returned a couple of hours later.
"There is quite an excitement in the town, Marie," he said.
"Everyone is talking about it.