ain't yer house, it's th' ouoyle house!
old ones. got run outta omaloor bay a hunnerd years ago. dragged that house across th' ice. on spruce runners.
hadda lash it to th' rock. she'll tell yer.
course she never come t'see me. that's obvious why.
your aunt agnis hamm, me son. that's cause she can't face me. i knows she killed 'im.
that baby she was carryin'. what was she t'do? she wuz only 12. an' it was her own brother what done 'er.
her brother, me son. she only had th' one.
course no one alive knows no more. so her an' me.  our. little. secret.