Chapter 38: Dickon the Devil

Dickon the Devil About thirty years ago I was selected by two rich old maids to visit a property in that part of Lancashire which lies near the famous forest of Pendle, with which Mr. Ainsworth’s Lancashire Witches has made us so pleasantly familiar. My business was to make partition of a small property, including a house and demesne, to which they had a long time before succeeded as co-heiresses. The last forty miles of my journey I was obliged to post, chiefly by crossroads, little known…