When you came upon me in Hay Lane last night, I thought unaccountably of fairy tales, and had half a mind to demand whether you had bewitched my horse: I am not sure yet.
– Charlotte Bronte
Jane Eyre, Chapter 13. Mr. Rochester thinks that Jane has a fairy-like quality about her. Here he banters with her about how she put a spell on his horse the night before, causing him to fall and sprain his ankle.