Elizabeth: The Deputy Governor promise hangin’ if they’ll not confess, John. The town’s gone wild, I think. She speak of Abigail, and I thought she were a saint, to hear her. Abigail brings the other girls into the court, and 2. where she walks the crowd will part like the sea for Israel. And folks are brought before them, and 3. if they scream and howl and fall to the floor –the person’s clapped in the jail for bewitchin’ them.
Proctor (wide-eyed) : Oh, it is a black mischief.
Elizabeth: I think you must go to Salem, John. (He turns to her.) I think so. You must tell them it is a fraud.
Proctor (thinking beyond this): Aye, it is, it is surely.
Elizabeth: Let you go to Ezekiel Cheever -- he knows you well. And tell him what she said to you last week in her uncle’s house. 4. She said it had naught to do with witchcraft, did she not
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