Arthur shrugged.  “Stuff and nonsense,” he said, but Lula shook her head, vehemently.
“The stone has been nothing but trouble since it came out of the ground.  It was mined out west, and it left a trail of death and tragedy all the way to York!  Poor Lady Hamilton lost her son and daughter in a fire, and I heard the man who mined it out was crippled in a collapse!”
“I heard about the first.  They caught the fever as I recall.  Certainly tragic, but hardly supernatural.  As for mining, it’s a dangerous profession.”  He was a serious man.