I remember also The plot of the Two Hundred, with one Fian, The Registrar of the Devil, at their head, To drown his Majesty on his return From Denmark; how they sailed in sieves or riddles Unto North Berwick Kirk in Lothian, And, landing there, danced hand in hand, and sang, "Goodwife, go ye before! good wife, go ye! If ye'll not go before, goodwife, let me!" While Geilis Duncan played the Witches' Reel Upon a jews-harp.
HATHORNE.
Then you know full well The English law, and that in England Witches, When lawfully convicted and attainted, Are put to death.
MATHER.
When lawfully convicted; That is the point.
HATHORNE.
You heard the evidence Produced before us yesterday at the trial Of Bridget Bishop.
MATHER.
One of the Afflicted, I know, bore witness to the apparition Of ghosts unto the spectre of this Bishop, Saying, "You murdered us!" of the truth whereof There was in matter of fact too much Suspicion.
HATHORNE.
And when she cast her eyes on the Afflicted, They were struck down; and this in such a manner There could be no collusion in the business.
And when the accused but laid her hand upon them, As they lay in their swoons, they straight revived, Although they stirred not when the others touched them.
MATHER.
What most convinced me of the woman's guilt Was finding hidden in her cellar wall Those poppets made of rags, with headless pins Stuck into them point outwards, and whereof She could not give a reasonable account.
HATHORNE.
When you shall read the testimony given Before the Court in all the other cases, I am persuaded you will find the proof No less conclusive than it was in this.
Come, then, with me, and I will tax your patience With reading of the documents so far As may convince you that these sorcerers Are lawfully convicted and attainted.
Like doubting Thomas, you shall lay your hand Upon these wounds, and you will doubt no more.
{Exeunt.
SCENE III.

-- A room in COREY's house.

MARTHA and two Deacons of the church.
MARTHA.
Be seated.

I am glad to see you here.
I know what you are come for.

You are come To question me, and learn from my own lips If I have any dealings with the Devil; In short, if I'm a Witch.
DEACON (sitting down).
Such is our purpose.
How could you know beforehand why we came?
MARTHA.
'T was only a surmise.
DEACON.
We came to ask you, You being with us in church covenant, What part you have, if any, in these matters.
MARTHA.
And I make answer, No part whatsoever.
I am a farmer's wife, a working woman; You see my spinning-wheel, you see my loom, You know the duties of a farmer's wife, And are not ignorant that my life among you Has been without reproach until this day.
Is it not true?
DEACON.
So much we're bound to own, And say it frankly, and without reserve.
MARTHA.
I've heard the idle tales that are abroad; I've heard it whispered that I am a Witch; I cannot help it.