Parris. Ay, let them murmur, so long as we wield the sword of the Lord and of Gideon.
Enter first Messenger.
Hathorne. Here comes a man from the field. How goes it now with Giles Corey?
Messenger. Your worship, Giles Corey has not spoken.
Parris. And he hath been under the weights since early light. Truly such obstinacy is marvellous. [Exit Messenger.
Hathorne. Satan gives a strength beyond human measure to his disciples.
Enter Olive and Paul Bayley, appearing in the distance. Olive wears a white gown and white bonnet.
Hathorne. Who is that maid coming in a bride bonnet?
Corwin. 'Tis Corey's daughter. I marvel that Paul lets her come hither. 'Tis no place for her, so near. Master Hathorne, let us withdraw a little way. I would not see her distress. I am somewhat shaken in nerve this morning.
[Corwin, Hathorne, and Parris exeunt at other end of lane.