Chapter X

Then since I couldn't but hear that cry of my boy that was dead,
They seized me and shut me up: they fastened me down on my bed.
"Mother, O mother!"--he called in the dark to me year after year--
They beat me for that, they beat me--you know that I
couldn't but hear;
And then at the last they found I had grown so stupid and still
They let me abroad again--but the creatures had worked their will.