Hathorne. Goodman, an ye disturb the peace again, ye shall be removed from court. Ann Hutchins, you have seen this maid hurt you?
Ann. Many a time she hath hurt me nigh to death.
Olive. Oh, Ann, I hurt thee?
Ann. There is a flock of yellow birds around her head.
[Olive moves her head involuntarily, and looks up.
Afflicted Girls. See her look at them!
Hathorne. What say you to that, Olive?
Olive. I did not see them.
Hathorne. Ann Hutchins, did you see this maid walking in the wood with a black man last week?
Ann. Yes, your worship.