The Crucible

The Crucible
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  • Parris, pressed, turns on her: And what shall I say to them? That my daughter and niece I discovered dancing like heathen in the forest?
  • Parris turns now, with new fear, and goes to Betty, looks down at her, and then, gazing off.
  • Abigail: No, he’ll be comin’ up. Listen, now; if they be questioning us, tell them we danced - I told him as much already.
  • Abigail, in tears: I look for John Proctor that took me from my sleep and put knowledge in my heart! I never knew what pretense Salem was, I never knew the lying lessons I was taught by all these Christian women and their covenanted men! And now you bid me tear the light out of my eyes? I will not, I cannot! You loved me, John Proctor, and whatever sin it is, you love me yet! He turns abruptly to go out. She rushes to him. John, pity me, pity me!
  • Mrs. Putnam: I take it on my soul, but who else may surely tell us what person murdered my babies? Parris, horrified: Woman! Mrs. Putnam: They were murdered, Mr. Parris! And mark this proof! Last night my Ruth were ever so close to their little spirits; I know it, sir. For how else is she struck dumb now except some power of darkness would stop her mouth? It is a marvelous sign, Mr. Parris!
  • Hale: Tituba. You must have no fear to tell us who they are, do you understand? We will protect you. The Devil can never overcome a minister. You know that, do you not? Tituba, kisses Hale’s hand: Aye, sir, oh, I do. Hale: You have confessed yourself to witchcraft, and that speaks a wish to come to Heaven’s side. And we will bless you, Tituba. Tituba, deeply relieved: Oh, God bless you, Mr. Hale!
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