text:  Passing a neighbour's cottage in his way-- Mark Fenton's--him he took with short delay To bear him company--for who could say What need might be? They struck into the track The children should have taken coming back From school that day; and many a call and shout Into the pitchy darkness they sent out And by the lantern light peer'd all about In every road-side thicket hole and nook Till suddenly--as nearing now the brook-- Something brush'd past them