THE YEW TREE
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- Hello could I cut down this yew tree to make some medicine for my business?
- Sorry this tree has been alive for many years and I could not in good conscience let you cut it down. Also modern medicine is better.
- You may have your yew tree. I will preach sermons in your favour. I will send my parishioners to you for their every ailment. You may have anything you like, if you would only save my daughters.
- Why should I? You have driven away my business with yourpreachings. You have refused me the yew tree, my best source of healing. You have turned this village against me.
- Then...there is nothing I can do to help you.
- You would give up everything you believed in?
- If it would save my daughters
- (“What?” Conor said.)That very night, both of the parson’s daughters died.(“What?” Conor said again, the nightmare feeling taking hold of his guts.)And that very night, I came walking.(“Good!” Conor shouted. “That stupid git deserves all the punishment he gets.”)(I thought so, too, said the monster.)
- It was shortly after midnight that I tore the parson’s home from its very foundations. Conor whirled round. “The parson?”Yes, said the monster. I flung his roof into the dell below and knocked down every wall of his house with my fists.
- When times were easy, the parson nearly destroyed the Apothecary, but when the going grew tough, he was willing to throw aside every belief if it would save his daughters.“So?” Conor said. “So would anyone! So would everyone! What did you expect him todo?”I expected him to give the Apothecary the yew tree when the Apothecary first asked.
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