Betty. Child. Dear child. Will you wake, will you open up your eyes! Betty, little one...
Oh? Let her come, let her come.
Uncle? Susanna Walcott's here from Doctor Griggs.
What does the doctor say, child?
Then he must search on.
Aye, sir he have been serchin' his books since he left you, sir. But he bid me tell you might look to unnatural things for the cause of it.
He bid me come and tell you, reverend sir, that he cannot discover no medicine for it in his books.
No-no. There be no unnatural cause here. Tell him I have sent for Reverend Hale of Beverly, and Mr. Hale will surely confirm that. Let him look to medicine and put out all thought of unnatural causes ere. there be none.
Aye, sir. He bid me tell you.
Go directly home and speak nothing of unnatural causes.