I wanted to run away, but my legs was all of a tremble.

I'd ha' give anything to run, but they legs wouldn't go, and there I stood, watching 'em as they danced round the fire a little faster, and a little faster, till they were racing about, singing and screeching.

And then all at once they stopped and shouted `Wow ?' all together, and burst into the most horrid shrecking laughter you ever heered, and the light went out.

That seemed to set my legs going, master, and I turned to get away as fast as ever I could go, when I heered some kind o' wild bird whistle over the mountain-side, and another answered it close to me: and before I knew where I was, the great bird fluttered its wings over me, and I caught my foot in a tuft of heather, and fell." "Well, and what then ?" asked Mark.
"Nothing, sir, only that I ran all the way home to my cottage yonder, and you ask my wife, and she'll tell you I hadn't a dry thread on me when I got in.

Now, sir, what do you say ?" "All nonsense!" replied Mark bluntly, and he walked away.
Another few days passed.