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Proctor: (his voice about to break, and his shame great) In the proper
place—where my beasts are bedded. On the last night of my joy,
some eight months past. She used to serve me in my house, sir.
He has to clamp his jaw to keep from weeping. A man may think
God sleeps, but God sees everything, I know it now. I beg you,
sir, I beg you—see her what she is. My wife, my dear good wife,
took this girl soon after, sir, and put her out on the highroad.
And being what she is, a lump of vanity, sir—He is being
overcome. Excellency, forgive me, forgive me. Angrily against
himself, he turns away from the governor for a moment. Then, as
though to cry out is his only means of speech left: She thinks to dance
with me on my wife’s grave! And well she might, for I thought
of her softly. God help me, I lusted, and there is a promise in
such sweat. But it is a whore’s vengeance, and you must see it; I
set myself entirely in your hands. I know you must see it now.

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The vestry room of the Salem meeting house, now serving as the
anteroom of the General Court.
As the curtain rises, the room is empty, but for sunlight pouring
through two high windows in the back wall. The room is solemn, even
forbidding. Heavy beams jut out, boards of random widths make up the
walls. At the right are two doors leading into the meeting house proper,
where the court is being held. At the left another door leads outside.
There is a plain bench at the left, and another at the right. In the center
a rather long meeting table, with stools and a considerable armchair
snugged up to it.- p. 59

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A small upper bedroom in the home of REVEREND SAMUEL PARRIS, Salem,
Massachusetts, in the spring of the year 1692. p. 2

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Danforth: I will have nothing from you, Mr. Hale! To proctor:
Will you confess yourself befouled with Hell, or do you keep
that black allegiance yet? What say you? p. 85
Your name in the town—it is
entirely white, is it not? p. 8

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