Giles Corey, Yeoman: A Play

by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman

Enter Paul Bayley. Phœbe runs to him.

Phœbe. Oh, Paul, they've put Aunt Corey and Uncle Corey in Salem jail while you were gone! Can't you get them out, Paul, can't you?

Paul. Where is Olive?

Phœbe. She is in her chamber. She stays there all the time at prayer. Olive! Olive! Paul is come.

[Calls at the foot of chamber stairs.

Paul. Olive!

Olive comes slowly down the stairs and enters.

Paul (seizing her in his arms). Oh, my poor lass, what is this that hath come to thee?

Olive. This is what thou feared when we parted, Paul, and more.

Paul. I but heard of it as I came through Salem on my way hither. Oh, 'tis devilish work!