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 "There weren't any houses near by, you understand, in those days, but they thought it would be better to get a little farther off from the village in case there was any shooting, and besides, they knew enough about these things to know that it is well to do it near a crossways, so as to skip out in different directions. So they moved along up the hill to the first crossing."

"That would be here," interrupted one of the listeners.

"Yes," he went on; "at Lovers' Lane, that's what I said. Two of them stopped in the shadow of some trees over on the other side of the road there, while my ancestor dropped in here on this side where we are. Just about this identical spot, I s'pose."

"Sist! What's that?" asked one of the listeners.

"A twig falling off one of the trees overhead, you ass!" growled another listener.

"Lots of them fall at this time of the year. Go on, Billy."

"It must have been this very time of the year—maybe this very date, though it was a