She waved her pipe at another stool , and Janet sat down , gazing a little curiously at Granny , whom she had never seen at such close quarters before . Will I look like that when I am very old ? she thought , beholding Granny 's wizened , marvellously wrinkled face . I wonder if anybody will be sorry when you die . `` Staring was n't thought good manners in my time , '' said Granny . Then , as Janet blushed crimson under the rebuke , she added , `` Keep red like that instead o ' white , and you wo n't need no love ointment . '' Janet felt a little cold thrill . How did Granny know what she had come for ? Was she a real witch after all ? For a moment she wished she had n't come . Perhaps it was not right to tamper with the powers of darkness . Peggy Buchanan was notoriously unhappy . If Janet had known how to get herself away , she would have gone without asking for anything . Then a sound came from the lean-to behind the house . `` S-s-h . I hear the devil grunting like a pig , '' muttered Granny , looking very impish . But Janet smiled a little contemptuously . She knew it was a pig and no devil . Granny Thomas was only an old fraud . Her awe passed away and left her cool Sparhallow .
`` Can you , '' she said with her own directness , `` make a -- a person care XXXXX another person -- care -- very much ? ''
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