Margaret Oliphant - Salem Chapel. Volume 2/2

“The thing for us to do is to keep it quiet – to keep it quiet, sir,” said Tozer, lowering his voice as he spoke. “Nothing must be said about it – no more nor can be helped, Mr. Vincent. As far as it has gone, there’s nobody as has heard but me. If it could be kept private from the Salem folks,” continued the butterman, taking a seat at the table, and looking cautiously round him, as if to make sure that no one was within hearing, “it would be for the best. Them women do make such a talk about everything. Not to tell a falsehood, sir, as I wouldn’t, not to save my own, if so be as my own could be in such a position – we’ll say as your sister’s took bad, sir, that’s what we’ll say. And no lie neither – hear to her, poor soul! – But, Mr. Vincent,” said Tozer, drawing closer, and confiding his doubt in a whisper, “what she says is best not to be listened to, if you’ll take my advice. It ain’t to be built upon what a poor creature says in a fever, but them sort of words and screechings don’t come out of nothing but a troubled mind. She was aggravated awful – so the man tells me.”

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