Maid of Salem Page #2

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so much about them.

Tell me more.

Not here. In my cabin,

where the master won"t know.

Jeremiah!

Barbara! I"d forgotten

you"d be here today!

Did you have

any luck?

None, child.

My traps are

as empty of lobsters

as the Elders" meetings

are of humor.

I"ll not be needing

any candles this week,

so you"d best run

along home, child.

So, you don"t

want candles

because you haven"t lobsters

enough to pay for them.

Nonsense! Come along.

Oh, but my cabin

is in disorder.

I"ve had no time

to clean.

Then l"ll do it

for you.

Barbara!

Barbara,

don"t go in!

That chair,

it was rocking.

The wind, perhaps.

Now, child, it"s late.

Your aunt will be worried.

What is it?

Am I not welcome today?

Always welcome.

Well, then,

fetch some water

while I get the broom.

Oh, but...

(SHRlEKS)

Glory be.

I heard your voice,

but I thought you mortal.

My nephew,

Roger Coverman,

from Virginia.

Mistress Barbara Clarke.

Glory be.

Good day to you, sir.

And to you, mistress.

My aunt will be worried.

Barbara, wait.

I must ask you,

not a word

about my visitor.

Nay, I cannot

tell you why.

Faith, but she must know.

These tatters,

this blood, this bandage.

But let me give you

the worst of it first.

I"m a fugitive, l"m a rebel,

l"m a traitor to the Crown.

Oh.

How interesting.

Ah, but wait!

You must let me

give you the best of it.

You see, "twas

a little matter of taxes,

and being a Virginian

and a patriot,

I resented it,

as did others.

The governor resented

our objections and

we replied with swords.

I warrant it was

a gallant fight.

Gallant?

Three hundred of them

against 2,000 soldiers,

and Roger with his

back against the wall,

holding off half a dozen.

Now, now, now,

Uncle, no matter

how magnificent

we were in defeat,

they beat us well,

put us to flight and

confiscated our lands.

But how came you here?

A friendly skipper

brought me

as far as Boston,

the rest of the way

on foot,

through your forests.

Hiding by day,

traveling by night.

With a price on his head

of 1,000.

Do you think it

worth it?

Oh, Roger,

be serious.

There"s scarce a man,

even in this colony,

who wouldn"t give

you up for that sum.

I cannot speak

for others.

As for myself,

I have not seen you.

Good day, sir.

She has not seen me?

What does she mean

by that?

A rebuke, no doubt.

Puritans of this colony

would hardly approve

your speech and manners.

If manners they be.

Oh! She"s forgotten

her basket.

Mistress!

Mistress Barbara,

you forgot your basket.

Oh, thank you, sir.

And I forgot the candles,

and this piece of cake

for Jeremiah.

When will you

come here again?

I bring candles

once each week.

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