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She has not been a girl these fifteen years, you honor.
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But a poppet will keep fifteen years will it not?
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Corey: Ay, now she is solemn and goes to hang people!
Danforth: Quiet Man!
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Surely it have no bearing on the question, sir. He charges contemplation of murder!
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Danforth: But she have danced?
Parris: Aye sir...
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Excellency, will you permit me?
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Danforth: Pray proceed.
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You say you never saw no spirits, Mary, were never threatened or afflicted by any manifest of the devil, or the devil's agents?
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Mary: No, sir.
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And yet, when people accused of witchery confronted you in the court, you would faint, saying their spirits came out of their bodies and choked you...
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Proctor: She only pretended to faint your Excellency.- They are all marvelous prenteders.
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Then can she pretend to faint now?
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Danforth: Thought you saw them!
Mary: But I did not, your honor.
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How could you think you saw them, unless you saw them?
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Mercy: Your Honor, I freeze!
Proctor: They're pretending!
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She is cold your honor, touch her!
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Tituba: Take me home Devil! Take me home!
Sarah: Tell him I'm goin' Tituba! Now you tell him Sarah Good is goin too~
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Enter Danforth followed by me.
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Danforth: Beware hard drink Marshal.
Willard: Ay sir.
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Let you question Hale,Excellency; I should not be surprsied he have been preachin in Andover lately.
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Danforth: We'll come to that; speak nothin' of Andover. Parris prays with him. That's strange.
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I think sometimes Parris has a mad look these days.
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Danforth: Mad?
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I met him yesterday coming out of his house, and I bid him good morning- and he wept and wen his way. I think it is not well the village sees him so unsteady.
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Danforth: Reverend Hale have no right to enter this...
Parris: Excellency, a moment.
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Do you leave him alone with the prisoners?
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Parris: Excellency, I think they be aboard a ship. My daughter tells me now she heard them speakin' of ships last week, and tonight I discover my...my stronbox is broke into.
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She have robbed you?!
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Parris: I tell you what is said here, sir. Andover have thrown out the court, they say, and will have no part of witchcraft. There be a faction here feeding on that news, and I tell you true, sir, I fear there will be riot here.
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Riot! Why at every execution I have seen naught but high satisfaction in the town.
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