“Sounds right. D’you ever try it, Huck?” “No, but old Mother Hopkins told me.” “Well, I reckon it’s so, then. Becuz they say she’s a witch.” “Say! Why, Tom, I know she is. She witched pap. Pap says so his own self. He come along one day, and he see she was a-witching him, so he took up a rock, and if she hadn’t dodged, he’d a got her.
Well, that very night he rolled off’n a shed wher’ he was a layin drunk, and broke his arm.” “Why, that’s awful. How did he know she was a-witching him?” “Lord, pap can tell, easy. Pap says when they keep looking at you right stiddy, they’re a-witching you. Specially if they mumble. Becuzwhen they mumble they’re saying the Lord’s Prayer backards.”