The wife leaves to find the devil, that Tom had ran into. He came back but she didnt.
I am going now Tom!
Elizabeth! ... Elizabeth! ... Elizabeth!
lets us get hold of the property
"The next evening she set off to the swamp, with her apron heavily laden. Tom grew uneasy for her safety, especially as he found she had carried off in her apron the silver teapot and spoons, and every portable article of value" said the narrator
Tom called her name repeatdly, but she could not be herd
Egad ... old scratch must have had a tough time of it
tom had looked up to see his wife's apron. he was exited when he had seen the valuables from his home.
yay! I got my things
Tom had noticed fist full of hair on the ground as if they had been plucked out
Tom knew his wife prowness by experience. he shrugged his shoulders, as he looked at the signs of a a firece clapper-clawing.
Tom consoled himself for the loss of his property, with the loss of his wife.