You have betrayed me; I will be a hostage for you no longer.
Betrayed you!
Yes! and ye would have betrayed me to death, if I had not been prepared for your treachery—
The man is mad, brother Sewall.
You have broken the treaty I stood pledged for; you have not been at peace for a day. You do not keep your faith. We do keep ours. You are churchmen ... we are savages; we I say, for you made me ashamed years and years ago of my relationship to the white man; years and years ago! and you are now in a fair way to make me the mortal and perpetual foe of the white man. The brave Iroquois are now ready for battle with you. War they find to be better than peace with such as you—
Who is that boy?
Ask him. Behold his beauty. Set him face to face, if you dare, with the girl that spoke to the knife just now.
And wherefore? said one of the jury.
Wherefore, Jacob Elliot—wherefore! Stay you in that box, and watch the boy, and hear what he has to say, and you shall be satisfied of the wherefore.
Be quick Sir. We have no time to lose—