"Bless ye!" she said, "I can't help imposin' on ye, no more 'n a cat
could help ketchin' a mouse, if't made a nest down her throat. Why, I
see ye comin' round the corner! But when folks thinks you're a witch,
it ain't in human natur' not to fool 'em. I _am_ a witch, ain't I,
dear? Now, ain't I?"

Rosa's color had faltered back, but she still stood visibly in awe of
her old neighbor.

"Well," she owned, "Elvin Drew says you can see in the dark, but I
don't know's he means anything by it."

Again Dilly broke into laughter, rocking back and forth, in happy
abandonment.

"I can!" she cried, gleefully. "You tell him I can! An' when I can't,
folks are so neighborly they strike a light for me to see by. You tell
him! Well, now, what is it? You've come to ask suthin'. Out with it!"

"Father told me to come over, and see if you can't tell something about
our cows. They're all drying up, and he don't see any reason why."

Dilly nodded her head sagely.

"You'd better ha' come sooner," she announced. "You tell him he must
drive 'em to pastur' himself, an' go arter 'em, too."

"Why?"