when he was finished he looked round for his strange visitor , but she had vanished completely . he could not tell how , nor where . putting up his spade , he wended his way homewards , and going straight to his master , he told him the whole story . he suggested that in future the peats should be taken from the other end of the moor . but the master only laughed . he was a strong , hearty man , and had no belief in ghosts , or elves , or fairies , or any other creature that he could not see . although he laughed , he was vexed that his servant should believe in such things , so to cure him , as he thought , of his superstition , he ordered him to take a horse and cart and go back at once , and lift all the peats and bring them to dry in the farm steading . the poor man obeyed with much reluctance . he was greatly relieved , as weeks went on , to find that , in spite of his having done so , no harm befell him . in fact , he began to think that his master was right , and that the whole thing must have been a dream . so matters went smoothly on . winter passed , and spring , and summer , until autumn came round once more , and the very day arrived on which the peats had been lifted the year before . that day , as the sun went down , the orra man left the farm to go home to his cottage . as his master was pleased with him because he had been working very hard lately , he had given him a little can of milk as a present to carry home to his wife . 
he began to think that his master was right , and that the whole thing must have been a dream .
what happened after nothing happened to the poor man ?
what happened after nothing happened to the poor man ?