Lord Frederick Leighton The Painter's Honeymoon

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be back soon,' said the king. 'Are you sure you'll be all right?'
'If I'm not, precisely how much help can you be?' said Nanny.
There was the sound of bolts sliding back.

There was already a crowd outside the castle as Granny's broomstick wobbled uncertainly towards the ground. They went quiet as she strode forward, and parted to let her pass. She had a basket of apples under her arm.
'There's a witch in the dungeons,' someone whispered to Granny. 'And foul tortures, they say!'
'Nonsense,' said Granny. 'It couldn't be. I expect Nanny Ogg has just gone to advise the king, or something.'
'They say ,' said Granny. 'But right now he should go home.'
She turned and looked at the gates. There were two extremely apprehensive guards on duty. She walked up to them, and fixed one of them with a look.Jason Ogg's gone to fetch his brothers,' said a stallholder, in awe.'I really advise you all to return home,' said Granny Weatherwax. 'There has probably been a misunderstanding. Everyone knows a witch cannot be held against her will.''It's gone too far this time,' said a peasant. 'All this burning and taxing and now this. I blame you witches. It's got to stop. I know my rights.''What rights are they?' said Granny.'Dunnage, cowhage-in-ordinary, badinage, leftovers, scrommidge, clary and spunt,' said the peasant promptly. 'And acornage, every other year, and the right to keep two-thirds of a goat on the common. Until he set fire to it. It was a bloody good goat, too.''A man could go far, knowing his rights like you do
'I am a harmless old seller of apples,' she said, in a voice more appropriate for the opening