You need to git yer strength up, mum. And Helen will be up of a night watching for you. Let me take you home. We have done what fate wanted us to do this night.

Lizabet nods. I get her wrap and lead her to the door. She is standing on the front step while I bring up the cart. I faint reek of brimstone permeates the air. I crush the last of the sage beneath me nose to clear me head. And help Lizabet in. It is time that we leave this place.