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“You’d better hold your tongue, or I could tell things about you to make Pastor Mortmain condemn you as a witch, too.”
“You human beings tend to want good things to last forever. They don’t. Not while we’re in time.
Duthbert Mortmain did not show his vicious temper until the following spring. There was never a sign of it in the store, even with the most difficult customers or salesmen, but upstairs he began to let it have its way. One morning his wife (“I hate it when people call her Mrs. Mortmain!” Beezie exploded) came to breakfast with a black eye, explaining that she had bumped into a door in the dark. The grandmother, Beezie, and Chuck looked at her, but said nothing.

