As he speaks he takes off his hat and gloves and throws them down violently.
COREY.
I say if Satan ever entered man He's in John Proctor! MARTHA.
Giles, what is the matter?
You frighten me.
COREY.
I say if any man Can have a Devil in him, then that man Is Proctor,--is John Proctor, and no other! MARTHA.
Why, what has he been doing?
COREY.
Everything! What do you think I heard there in the village?
MARTHA.
I'm sure I cannot guess.

What did you hear?
COREY.
He says I burned his house! MARTHA.
Does he say that?
COREY.
He says I burned his house.

I was in bed And fast asleep that night; and I can prove it.
MARTHA.
If he says that, I think the Father of Lies Is surely in the man.
COREY.
He does say that And that I did it to wreak vengeance on him For taking sides against me in the quarrel I had with that John Gloyd about his wages.
And God knows that I never bore him malice For that, as I have told him twenty times MARTHA.
It is John Gloyd has stirred him up to this.
I do not like that Gloyd.

I think him crafty, Not to be trusted, sullen and untruthful.
Come, have your supper.

You are tired and hungry.
COREY.
I'm angry, and not hungry.
MARTHA.
Do eat something.
You'll be the better for it.
COREY (sitting down).
I'm not hungry.
MARTHA.
Let not the sun go down upon your wrath.
COREY.
It has gone down upon it, and will rise To-morrow, and go down again upon it.
They have trumped up against me the old story Of causing Goodell's death by trampling on him.
MARTHA.
Oh, that is false.