Coming to a little, she cried out: "Did you not bring the black man with you?
Did you not tell me to tempt God and die?
Did you not eat and drink the red blood to your own damnation ?" These words were shrieked out so wildly, that all the people were greatly agitated and murmured against such wickedness.

But the prisoner releasing her hand for a moment cried out, "Oh, Lord, help me!" "Hold her hands," some cried then, for the afflicted persons seemed to be grievously tormented by her.

But her hands being again firmly held by the guards, they seemed comforted.
Then the worthy magistrate Hathorne said, "Do you not see that when your hands are loosed these people are afflicted ?" "The Lord knows," she answered, "that I have not hurt them." "You would do well if you are guilty to confess it; and give glory to God." "I have nothing to confess.

I am as innocent as an unborn child." "Is it not strange that when you are examined, these persons should be afflicted thus ?" "Yes, it is very strange." [Illustration: "The Lord knows that I haven't hurt them"] "Do you believe these afflicted persons are bewitched ?" "I surely do think they must be." Weary of the proceedings and the excitement, the aged lady allowed her head to droop on one side.

Instantly the heads of the accusers were bent the same way.
Abigail Williams cried out, "Set up Mistress Nurse's neck, our necks will all be broken." The jailers held up the prisoner's neck; and the necks of all the accused were instantly made straight again.