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"The magic has not rubbed off Ireland, like it has off the rest of the world." Disbelieving at first--skeptical of charms, spells, sorcery and fairies--Phillipa Gray didn't begin believing in the powers of the enchanted Isle until her housekeeper told Phillipa's fortune from the tea leaves: "Ah, there's sorrow that's gone over a long time like the rain clouds of yesterday...There's tears that's been wept and will be wept no more...There's a dark man in your life and a fair one, too...There's black death and it's coming walking over the water..."