Your husband. God forbid. HALE: When the Devil comes to you does he ever comewith another person? DANFORTH: I pray you, Mr, Parris. To be mistrusted, denied, questioned like a, DANFORTH, weakening:Child, I do not mistrust you. It is fraud, you know it is fraud! It is a providence, and no great change; we are only what we always were, but naked now. TITUBA: Bless Him. Let your enemies make of it what they will, you cannot blink it more. ELIZABETH: I would to God she were. Its hard proof, hard as rock, the judges said. She shakes her. TITUBA: That dont look to me like His Majesty; look to me like the marshal. So he stand mute, and died Christian under the law. He is a sinner, a sinner not only against the moral fashion of the time, but against his own vision of decent conduct. HALE, quickly to Danforth:Excellency, it is enough he confess himself. Tituba sits up. If Jacobs hangs for a witch he forfeit up his propertythats law! A stern, harsh-tongued man, John hates hypocrisy. PROCTOR: Do you wish to sit up? Pause. I think shell wake when she tires of it. He say Mr. Parris must be kill! Thomas and his brother John had Burroughs jailed for debts the man did not owe. It is difficult to say, and she is on the verge of tears. I am eighteen and a woman, however single! PARRIS, now aroused:Why, thats a drastic charge! Some secret blasphemy that stinks to Heaven? Ill not conceal it. In Jonathans trap? Mary Warren confesses it was her poppet. I have read my heart this three month, John. HERRICK: He cannot, sir, he is chained to the wall now. Her wings are spreading! What say you to that? Danforth considers, then beckons Hathorne to him. He takes out a paper, and turns to Danforth. Why do you not go down and, PARRIS: Nono. I talked to your papa and I told him everything. Massachusetts is a beauty in the spring! Mercy, run to the doctor! REBECCA: Let us hope for that. I must chain them all. Envy is a deadly sin, Mary. PARRIS, delighted:Mr. Hale! Mr. Putnam, stand close in case she flies. Ripped out of the world! They start slightly. Why, this, this. Proctor is silent. God will bless you for your help. "The Crucible" is a text rich for analysis, and you can teach just about any skill or standard with it. l am not blind; there is a faction and a party. She comes to him as though to plead, her voice quaking. But let none be your judge. I must sleep now. The room is solemn, even forbidding. Betty. Another judgment waits us all! Come on! TITUBA: I dont know, sir, but the Devil got him numerous witches. The sun is up, Excellency! Pause. PROCTOR: And what see you? GILES: You are allowed six pound a year to buy your wood, Mr. Parris. HATHORNE: How could you think you saw them unless you saw them? In these books the Devil stands stripped of all his brute disguises. PARRIS: Do you read the Gospel, Mr. Proctor? So he stand mute, and died Christian under the law. She cannot bear to hear the Lords name! Nothings spoiled by giving them this lie that were not rotten long before. He was called upon to arbitrate disputes as though he were an unofficial judge, and Rebecca also enjoyed the high opinion most people had for him. I will not discuss it. CHEEVER, his hands shaking:Why, this go hard with her, Proctor, this I had my doubts, Proctor, I had my doubts, but heres calamity. Sit you here. He goes to the bed, looks down at Betty. MARY WARREN, with a stamp of her foot:Ill not be ordered to bed no more, Mr. Proctor! I will bring you soon. Do you understand it? (Note: Acts I and III are much longer than the other two acts.) Normally the actions and deeds of a man were all that society felt comfortable in judging. PROCTOR: I am only wondering how I may prove what she told me, Elizabeth. Like Reverend Hale and the others on this stage, we conceive the Devil as a necessary part of a respectable view of cosmology. I thought, sir, to put some questions as to the Christian character of this house, if youll permit me. Now it seems you afflict others; where did you find this power? She may mumble if shes hungry. And Proctor, to explain his nervousness: We are not used to visitors after dark, but youre welcome here. Now he turns away a little, in great agony. ABIGAIL: Give me a word, John. Contention make him weep, sir; it were always a man that weep for contention. There is a promise made in any bed. Nono. Why, its sure she did. I think shell wake in time. The answer is in your memory and you need no help to give it to me. Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord in vain; thou shalt have no other gods before me. Shed dare not call out such a farmers wife but there be monstrous profit in it. Slight pause. I have until this moment not the slightest reason to suspect that the children may be deceiving me. Proctor does not look at it. Proctor is half braced, half pushed into the room by two deputies and Herrick. The Crucible by Arthur Miller Plot Summary | LitCharts Then he lifts out the ladle and tastes. Answer Mr. Hale! Youll be clapped in the stocks before youre twenty. The sun is soon up. But its hard to think so pious a woman be secretly a Devils bitch after seventy year of such good prayer. PUTNAM: A moment, Mr. Proctor. Oh, Elizabeth, your justice would freeze beer! He sweeps out past them. I have come to help you, dear. You have most certainly seen some person with the Devil. Are you? MARY WARREN: I cannot lie no more. PROCTOR: Mary, tell the Governor what they He has hardly got a word out, when, seeing him coming for her, she rushes out of his reach, screaming in horror. his voice about to break, and his shame great: In the proper placewhere my beasts are bedded. I cannot deny him. As the curtain rises, the room is empty, but for sunlight pouring through two high windows in the back wall. MARY WARREN: That shein horror at the memoryshe sometimes made a compact with Lucifer, and wrote her name in his black bookwith her bloodand bound herself to torment Christians till Gods thrown downand we all must worship Hell forevermore. Will you sit you down, sir? PUTNAM: It is a providence the thing is out now! Shell not answer me, ysee. I have had enough contention since I came; I want no more. She hurries to Betty, who is now sitting up and screaming. Marshal Herrick enters with a lantern. And she goes to the fireplace, proceeds to ladle up stew in a dish. HALE: Aye. HALE, as Putnam goes out:Let the marshal bring irons! What anarchy is this? But pray, begrudge me not my anger! The towns gone wild, I think. She gets up and goes and pours a glass for him. ELIZABETH: Aye. She tried to kill me many times, Goody Proctor! She were swaying like a dumb beast over that fire! That my daughter and my niece I discovered dancing like heathen in the forest? ACT ONE (AN OVERTURE) A small upper bedroom in the home of Reverend Samuel Parris, Salem, Massachusetts, in the spring of the year 1692. I will not deal in lies, Mister! I have seen too many frightful proofs in courtthe Devil is alive in Salem, and we dare not quail to follow wherever the accusing finger points! It is evil, is it not? Slight pause. TITUBA, terrified, falls to her knees:No, no, dont hang Tituba! DANFORTH: For what cause did you dismiss her? PARRIS: Excellency, it profit nothing you should blame me. Four judges and the Kings deputy sat to dinner with us but an hour ago. Theres the child she is! Have I not? HERRICK: Come now, Giles, He gently pushes Corey out. I know you, John. PROCTOR: I speak my own sins; I cannot judge another. This woman never thought she done the Devils work. Bettys not witched. By: Madison, Maddy, Catherine, and Rob To Parris:Did you call a meeting before you? thinks, glances at Mary, then back to Abigail: Children, a very augur bit will now be turned into your souls until your honesty is proved. Mary, please, dont, dont! I will not have it said my name is soiled! PROCTOR: Why, she done it herself! Confessed! For them that quail to bring men out of ignorance, as I have quailed, and as you quail now when you know in all your black hearts that this be fraudGod damns our kind especially, and we will burn, we will burn together! Or did I dream that? PARRIS, pointing at Betty:You call this sport? Judge Hathorne enters. Proctor simply looks at her, unable to grasp it. Think on cause, man, and let you help me to discover it. Prove to us how you pretended in the court so many times. DANFORTH: Andover is remedied. Shes tender? But who tells us Rebecca Nurse murdered seven babies by sending out her spirit on them? These people had no ritual for the washing away of sins. Will you tell me now what persons conspired with you in the Devils company? All witnesses and prisoners are to be kept m the building. ELIZABETH: I would go to Salem now, Johnlet you go tonight. Abigail Williams, 17, ENTERS. Mr. Parris, I think youd best send Reverend Hale back as soon as he come. Sobbing, she rushes to Abigail. Betty Parris has fallen into a strange coma. Mr. Parris, if Mr. Putnam is in the court, will you bring him in? The Crucible in the High School Classroom - L. M. Elliott DANFORTH: We are given to understand that at one time you dismissed your servant, Abigail Williams. PROCTOR, pressing Parris away from her with a gentle but burnt motion of protectiveness:She would speak with the Deputy Governor. And so this afternoon, and now tonight, I go from house to houseI come now from Rebecca Nurses house and. Surely youll pray with them. The Crucible, a four-act play by Arthur Miller, performed and published in 1953. Two? 5. And if she tell me, child, it were for harlotry, may God spread His mercy on you! He throws her to the floor, where she sobs, I cannot, I cannot And now, half to himself, staring, and turning to the open door: Peace. DANFORTH: Mr. Putnam, I have here an accusation by Mr. Corey against you. DANFORTH: Woman, look at me! It is the Devil working again, just as he is working within the Slav who is shocked at the very idea of a womans disrobing herself in a burlesque show. Hale quits the court and proctor gets accused and arrested. Are you gathering souls for the Devil? In the corridor outside Tituba calls onTake me home, Devil; Devil take me home! and Hopkins voice orders her to move on. Danforth stands in thought. FRANCIS: We have proof of it, sir. HATHORNE, with a mystical tone:God be praised! To Hale:I find here a poppet Goody Proctor keeps. Proctors anger is rising; he cannot speak. PROCTOR, a tripe unsteadily:Iam sure I do, sir. Mrs. PUTNAM, softly:Aye. They will howl me out of Salem for such corruption in my house. We must go and overthrow the court, he says! DANFORTH, to Mary:He bid you do the Devils work? I think not. In act 3 of The Crucible, John Proctor goes to the court in order to free his wife. Shall the worms declare his truth? As though giving him release:Do as you will, do as you will! Well come early, eh? You are well, then, eh? But in my sicknessyou see, sir, I were a long time sick after my last baby, and I thought I saw my husband somewhat turning from me. He rushes out the door. I always hear her laughing in my sleep. Let you look to your own improvement before you go to judge your husband any more. she sometimes made a compact with Lucifer, and wrote her name in his black bookwith her bloodand bound herself to torment Christians till Gods thrown downand we all must worship Hell forevermore. Tell him Im goin, Tituba! HALE: God keep you both; let the third child be quickly baptized, and go you without fail each Sunday in to Sabbath prayer; and keep a solemn, quiet way among you. He is baffled by this. PROCTOR, angered:How may such a woman murder children? Why, your excellence, no curse at all. ABIGAIL, looking about in the air, clasping her arms about her as though cold:II know not. ELIZABETH: Your Honor, Iin that time I were sick. DANFORTH: Why must you say it! ELIZABETH, with a sense of reprimanding herself for having forgot:Aye! Strangely, she doesnt resist him, but hangs limply by his grip. Using a chart . REBECCA: I think Ill go, then. What ails you, child? PROCTOR: Do that which is good, and no harm shall come to thee.. And then she close her book and walks out of the house, and suddenlymark thisI could pray again! ELIZABETH, supporting herself against collapse, grips the bars of the window, and with a cry:He have his goodness now. Pause. Hale stands embarrassed for an instant. He waits an instant for further orders. She looks about as though searching for the passion to faint. Her wings are spreading! PARRIS: I want a mark of confidence, is all! What keeps you, man? Susanna Walcotts here from Doctor Griggs. Enter Mercy Lewis, the Putnams servant, a fat, sly, merciless girl of eighteen. GILES: Thats strange, he give me nine pound damages. DANFORTH: Child, I would have you consider it, ABIGAIL: I have been hurt, Mr. Danforth; I have seen my blood runnin out! It is rising to o great glee. This is the highest court of the supreme government of this province, do you know it? what two major events occurs at the very end of act 3? HERRICK: Sarah, wake up! She sat to dinner in Reverend Parriss house tonight, and without word nor warnin she falls to the floor. she knows the truth on what they did in the forest. From out my forest by the riverside. The Crucible Act 1 Summary & Analysis | LitCharts But the Devil is a wily one, you cannot deny it. The court is now in session. PROCTOR: Get ygone with them! So my Martha, she says to him, Walcott, if you havent the wit to feed a pig properly, youll not live to own many, she says. There be no mark of blame upon my life, Mr. Hale. And so one night I lost my wits, I think, and put her out on the highroad. Delicately, trying to point out a paragraph:If youll notice, sirtheyve known the women many years and never saw no sign they had dealings with the Devil. MARY WARREN: Good night. Danforth looks down at the paper. At which the girls halt at the door. MARY WARREN, in a fearful squeak of a voice:Mr. Proctor, very likely theyll let her come home once theyre given proper evidence. And now, as though cornered, they let out a gigantic scream, and Mary, as though infected, opens her mouth and screams with them. He would not answer aye or nay to his indictment; for if he denied the charge theyd hang him surely, and auction out his property. Do you know that? But this is a snobbish objection and not at all warranted by the facts. Only be sure of this, for I know it now: Whatever you will do, it is a good man does it. So let her turn herself cold now, let her pretend she is attacked now, let her faint. Do you know that? There be a thousand names; why does she call mine? DANFORTH, his eyes narrow on Proctor:Did you ever see Martha Corey with the Devil? And yet, in American eyes at least, there remains the conviction that the Russian attitude toward women is lascivious. Thou shalt not bear false witness. PROCTOR: Herrick! But Danforth goes on reading, and Proctor is heartened. So speak utterly, Tituba, turn your back on him and face Godface God, Tituba, and God will protect you. act 3 scene 1 the crucible . 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. It must come outmy enemies will bring it out. What say you to that? She is barely able to walk. Pause. I come to see what mischief your uncles brewin now. My honesty is broke, Elizabeth; I am no good man. The day his daughter cried out on Jacobs, he said shed given him a fair gift of land. Susanna Walcott, a little younger than Abigail, a nervous, hurried girl, enters. Parris comes to his other side. What others say and what I sign to is not the same! DANFORTH: And when she put this girl out of your house, she put her out for a harlot? MARY WARREN: I She looks about as though searching for the passion to faint. Then sit up. DANFORTH, to Herrick:Whats Proctors way now? I never knew anything before. PROCTOR: II have once or twice plowed on Sunday. John Proctor, I have only last month collected four pound damages for you publicly sayin I burned the roof off your house, and I. Why! HATHORNE: Surely it have no bearing on the question, sir. turns now, with new fear, and goes to Betty, looks down at her, and then, gazing off: Oh, Abigail, what proper payment for my charity! Pointing to the paper. MARY WARREN, screaming it out at the top of her lungs, and raising her fists:Stop it!! PARRIS: It is agreed, sirit is agreedwe will abide by your judgment. PROCTOR: Forgive him, sir, for his old age. CHEEVER: I do, Proctor, aye. ABIGAIL: Speak nothin of it in the village, Susanna. It is evil. HALE: I have this morning signed away the soul of Rebecca Nurse, Your Honor. PROCTOR: It were a temper, sir. Take me home! GILES: Thats Gods truth; he nearly willed away my north pasture but he knew Id break his fingers before hed set his name to it. I saw Tituba waving her arms over the fire when I came on you. PROCTOR, shaking her:Do you look for whippin? Dont come down. DANFORTH: Indeed not, but it strike hard upon me that she will dare come here with such a tale. DANFORTH: A little while ago you were afflicted. Has he struck at you again? Four judges and the Kings deputy sat to dinner with us but an hour ago. From above,Elizabeth is heard softly singing to the children. ELIZABETH: John, you are not open with me. You cannot command Mr. Parris. The answer is in your memory and you need no help to give it to me. He is gaunt, frightened, and sweating in his greatcoat. Goody Proctor, you are not summoned here for disputation. I think it be evidence, John. Mr. Cheever, report this testimony in all exactness. Mrs. PUTNAM, with vicious certainty:Id not call it sick; the Devils touch is heavier than sick. So theres nothing to. See Important Quotations Explained Back in Salem, the court is in session. No, I love God; I go your way no more. HALE, kindly:Who came to you with the Devil? Good, then, she is saved at least this year, and a year is long. There are hurtful, vengeful spirits layin hands on these children. clapping her hands together with a frightened laugh: Oh, youre a great one for lookin, arent you, Mary Warren? Mr. Proctor, a score of people have already testified they saw this woman with the Devil. I know that youyou least of all, Thomas, would ever wish so disastrous a charge laid upon me. He reaches out his hand as though toward an embodiment not quite real, and as he touches her, a strange soft sound, half laughter, half amazement, comes from his throat. Proctor goes to Betty as Abigail is trying to pull her hands down, calling Betty!. DANFORTH: Mr. Parris, you are a brainless man! Ill find Ezekiel Cheever. And I beg you be clear, open as the sky, and honest. She stares up into his face. HALE: But this child claims the girls are not truthful, and if they are not. Off with them! Let me know what you done there. GILES, hesitates, then bursts out:You know well why not! And My husband is a good and righteous man. There be no higher judge under Heaven than Proctor is! PROCTOR: She only thought to save my name! My contract provides I be supplied with all my firewood. Proctor strides to her. PROCTORhe knows this is critical, and is striving against his disgust with Hale and with himself for even answering:I know not what I have said, I may have said it. HATHORNE: Excellency, will you permit me? Speak! They will topple me with this! I only hope youll not be so sarcastical no more. It is the children only, and this one will swear she lied to you. To Parris:Now, sir, what were your first warning of this strangeness? HERRICK: Ill fetch him. Now sir, the government and central church demand of you the name of him who reported Mr. Thomas Putnam a common murderer. Proctor sits. Dissatisfied, uncertain of herself, she goes out. He turns to Abigail, his eyes narrowing. calling out hysterically and with great relief: ABIGAIL: I saw Goody Sibber with the Devil! HALE: Nonsense! Are you ready, Mr. Cheever? ELIZABETH, coming with the cider:It must be. Through its leaded panes the morning sunlight streams. Aye, naked! These people are gloomy for it. DANFORTH: Your husbanddid he indeed turn from you? Proctor, his chest heaving, stares, turns to Elizabeth. The court returns there on Friday, and will resume examinations. PROCTOR, numbeda thread to weave into his agony:More weight.. She sits Betty up and furiously shakes her. Hold! There might also be a dragon with five legs in my house, but no one has ever seen it. She suddenly cannot bear to hear the Lords. His wifehis wife must be well on with child now. I like not the sound of it, I tell you; I like not the sound of it. It is evil. Parris looks to him. ABIGAIL: Uncle? Because it is my name! to Mary:You would still go on with this? Did you see the Devil? On Sunday let you come with me, and well walk the farm together; I never see such a load of flowers on the earth. Cheever opens the dispatch case, searches. Somewhat mentioned. Danforths head jerks toward Proctor, shock and horror in his face. Herrick stops. FRANCIS, with a mocking, half-hearted laugh:For murder, shes charged! To get Mrs. Putnam to leave:If you will, Goody Ann. ELIZABETH: l cannot dispute with you, sir; I lack learning for it. I am waiting since November for a stick, and even in November I had to show my frostbitten hands like some London beggar! Sarah Good, says he, what curse do you mumble that this girl must fall sick after turning you away? And then she replies. Are you not? Goody Ballard is one; Isaiah Goodkind is one. You have a faulty understanding of young girls. Come along now. ELIZABETH: Aye, sir. He waits an instant for further orders. Johngrant me this. PROCTOR, reaching into his jacket:She has signed a deposition, sir. PROCTOR: Because it speaks deceit, and I am honest! Now come along, Giles, and help me drag my lumber home. Act 3 of The Crucible by Arthur Miller | Summary, Themes & Analysis Excellency, you surely cannot think to let so vile a lie be spread in open court! PROCTOR: Excellency, does it not strike upon you that so many of these women have lived so long with such upright reputation, and. on her feet with a spring, and horrified, pleading: Oh, Mary, this is a black art to change your shape. HERRICK: Go to the north cell; this place is wanted now. Do you remember my two little girls in Beverly? It is a fraud. He hangs his lantern on the wall. Abby, shes going to die! For questioning. He is never drunk as some are, nor wastin his time at the shovelboard, but always at his work. HALE, starting across to the door:I denounce these proceedings! I tell you straight, MisterI have seen marvels in this court. He is never drunk as some are, nor wastin his time at the shovelboard, but always at his work. Can no one? Her eyes fall on Mary Warren. I have signed it. Therefore, who may possibly be witness to it? DANFORTH: Then there is a prodigious guilt in the country. PROCTOR: Ill official you! He starts for the door as Mary Warren enters. PROCTOR: Id have you see some honesty in it. I have seen you since she put me out; I have seen you nights. GILES, hesitates, then:Why, II cannot give you his name. Wide-eyed, both, Proctor and Elizabeth stand staring. HALE: Ah! It need not be a woman, mind you, or a man. Danforth raises his head as Parris enters. 3. Devil, him be a pleasureman in Barbados, him be singin and dancin in Barbados. I see no light of God in that man. ABIGAIL: She heard you singin and suddenly shes up and screamin. Hale sits Betty up, but she hangs limp in his hands. Do you understand my meaning? Youll only be whipped for dancin, and the other things! I forgot! Goody Proctor is a gossiping liar! He is nearly drunk, and heavy-footed. HATHORNE: You say you never saw no spirits, Mary, were never threatened or afflicted by any manifest of the Devil or the Devils agents. Let you ask Susanna Walcottshe saw me sewin it in court. PROCTORhe knows what she means:I thought better of it since. ABIGAIL: Uncle? Now let you keep inside this house till I am gone! PROCTOR: The road past my house is a pilgrimage to Salem all morning. Herrick escorts them out, Hathorne and Cheever behind them. She is silent. PROCTOR: I speak my own sins; I cannot judge another. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbors goods, nor make unto thee any graven image. The secret intent of an action was left to the ministers, priests, and rabbis to deal with. Mister Reverend, I do believe somebody else be witchin these children. DANFORTH: It is not necessarily an attack, I think. Proctor is beyond speech in his anger. No man may longer doubt the powers of the dark are gathered in monstrous attack upon this village. I saw Bridget Bishop with the Devil! Id not call it sick; the Devils touch is heavier than sick. MARY WARREN, with a trembling, decayed voice:We must all love each other now, Goody Proctor. Goody Proctor, I do not judge you. I dont hate that man. To Putnam:I have no answer for that crowd. He defers to her. HATHORNE: What say you, Proctor? To Proctor:When the children wake, speak nothing of witchcraftit will frighten them. Its hard proof, hard as rock, the judges said. She turns to go. He has to clamp his jaw to keep from weeping. drinks a long draught, then, putting the glass down: You ought to bring some flowers in the house. She never knew no commandments, and they had her in a flat lie! Then, as though to cry out is his only means of speech left: She thinks to dance with me on my wifes grave! GILES: Ive changed my opinion of this man, John. DANFORTH: Mr. Parris, be plain, what troubles you? ABIGAIL, with a pash of anger:How do you call me child! Now, by Gods grace, the shining sun is up, and them that fear not light will surely praise it. You cannot weep, Mary. Now Hell and Heaven grapple on our backs, and all our old pretense is ripped awaymake your peace!
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