The Crucible – Ann Putnam (lines)

A: for that, I will not black my face for any of them! entrance
P: Why, Goody Putnam, come in It is a marvel. It surely a stroke of hell upon you…
P: No goody putnam it is… How high did she fly, how high?
P:No-no she never flew… Why sure she did! Mister collins saw her going over Ingersoll’s barn, and come down light as a bird!
PU: Look you Ann! Why, thats strange ours is open
P: Your little ruth is sick? I’d not call it sick! The devils touch is heavier than sick, its death y’know, it’s death driving into them forked and hoofed.
P: Why how does your child ail? She ails as she must- she never waked this morning but her eyes open and she walks, and hears naught, sees naught, and cannot eat. Her soul is taken surely
P: He has much experience in all demonic arts, and I… He has indeed and found a witch in Beverly last year and let you remember that
PU: Tell Mister parries what you have done. Reverend Parris, I have laid seven babies unbaptized on this year and believe me sir you have never seen more hearty babies born. And yet, each would wither in my arms the very night of their birth. I have spoke nothing but my heart clamored imitations. And now, this year, my Ruth, my only-I see her turning strange. A secret child she has become this year, and shrivels like a sucking mouth were pulling on her life, too. And so I thought to send her to you Tituba…
P: What may Tituba…? Tituba knows how to speak to the dead Mister Parris.
P: it is a formidable sin to conjure up the dead ! I take it on my soul, but who else may surely tell us what person murder my babies
P: Woman! They were murder Mister Parris! And mark this proof! Mark it! Last night my Ruth were ever so close to their little spirits, I know it sir. For how else is she struck dumb now expect some power of darkness would stop her! It is a marvelous sign Mister Parris.
M: I think– she give a powerful sneeze before sigh theres a sign of life
P: contention since I came I want no more Mercy, you go home to ruth d’ye hear? leave
P: What happened? What are you doing to her! Betty! *enter walking quickly (feverish with curiosity)
A: she heard you singing’ and suddenly she’s up and screaming… The psalm! the psalm!-she cannot bear to hear the lords name!
P: No god forbid Mark it for a sign Mark it
PU: a prodigious sign My mother told me that! When they cannot bear to hear the lords name of…
PU: Man be quiet now! What have you done?
PO: Aye thats the truth of it Rebecca This is no silly season Rebecca My ruth is bewildered Rebecca
R: I think we ought to rely on Doctor Griggs now and good prayer Rebecca the doctors baffled
R: I cannot fathom that You think it God’s work you should never loose a child nor a grandchild either, I burry all but one?
H: Your child ails too? Her soul, her soul seems flown away. She sleeps and yet she walks…
P: No-no it were secret Mister Parris’ slave as knowledge of conjuring sir
P: We can’t be sure of that Goody Ann I know it sir. I sent my child…she should learn from tituba who murdered her sisters
R: You sent a child to conjure up the dead (Hysterically) Let god blame me not you not you Rebecca! I’ll not have you judging me anymore! Mr. Hale, is it a natural work to lose seven children before they live a day?
H:Seven at Child birth? Aye
P: What book is that? Whats there, sir?
A: I never sold myself! I’m a good girl I enter
P: Blood!! My baby’s blood?
T: Aye sir and good osburn… i knew it! Good Osborn were midwife to me three times. I begged you thomas did i not? I begged him not to call Osburn b/c i feared her, me babies always shriveled in her hands…

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