I thought of hobgoblins and banshees, and will-o'-the-wisps, and those wicked girls who sit up all night on rocks, and lure people into whirl- pools and things; and I wished I had been a better man, and knew more hymns; and in the middle of these reflections I heard the blessed strains of "He's got `em on," played, badly, on a concertina, and knew that we were saved.
Pensai agli spiriti, alle fate, ai fuochi fatui, e a quelle malvage fanciulle che seggono la notte sugli scogli e attirano i naviganti nei vortici e nelle secche; e desiderai d’essere stato un uomo più timoroso e pio; e in mezzo a queste riflessioni sentii sonare malamente da un organetto le benedette note d’una canzone popolare allora in voga, e seppi che eravamo salvi.