Mother and Father both appeared along with you and old Arthur Mother shrieked flapping her hands Father shouted and told Arthur to haul on the winch handle You stood back looking pale and shocked watching I was bowed in the shadows A fire of fierce elation filled me Then I saw the line of drops Id left from the well to where I now stood I looked in horror at the spots dark coins of dirty well water fallen from my soaking clothes on to the dry grey cobbles At my feet in the darkness the water had formed a little pool