

PROCTOR, moving menacingly toward her: You will tell the court how that poppet come here and who stuck the needle in.

And you know I can do it I saw Indians smash my dear parents' heads on the pillow next to mine, and I have seen some reddish work done at night, and I can make you wish you had never seen the sun go down! (She goes to Betty and roughly sits her up.) Now, you-sit up and stop this! But Betty collapses in her hands and lies inert on the bed.

Let either of you breathe a word, or the edge of a word, about the other things, and I will come to you in the black of some terrible night and I will bring a pointy reckoning that will shudder you. And Tituba conjured Ruth Putnam's dead sisters. ABIGAIL, pulling her away from the window: I told him everything he knows now, he knows everything we- BETTY: You drank blood, Abby! You didn't tell him that! ABIGAIL: Betty, you never say that again! You will never- BETTY: You did, you did! You drank a charm to kill John Proctor's wife! You drank a charm to kill Goody Proctor! ABIGAIL, smashes her across the face: Shut it! Now shut it! BETTY, collapsing on the bed: Mama, Mama! (She dissolves into sobs.) ABIGAIL: Now look you.
