The VVitch: A New-England Folktale Page #3

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and I gave him to me master.

And I'll make any man

or thing else vanish I like.

- No.

- Aye.

And I'll vanish thee, too,

if thou displeaseth me.

- Be quiet!

- Mercy, she's but telling fantasies.

Perchance I boil and bake thee

since we're lack of food.

- No!

- Stop, Thomasin!

- I'ts not true!

- It is, thou thing!

How I crave to sink my teeth

into thy pink flesh.

[screaming]

If ever thou tellst thy Mother of this,

I'll witch thee and thy Mother!

And Jonas too!

- Caleb!

- Stop thy tears and swear by silence.

- I swear it.

- You'll not tell Mother nor father.

- I swear.

- Thomasin! Let her alone.

Get away from her, Caleb,

or she'll witch thee!

Why tell Mercy

those horrible fantasies?

- Dost thou hate me now too?

- It was a wolf stole Sam.

Leave me be. Go tell Mother

and father of my wickedness.

- Thomasin...

- I hate thy pity. I need it not.

And forgive us the sins we have

this day committed against thee,

free us from the shame and torment

which are due unto us, Father.

We beseech thee, increase our faith

in the promise of the Gospel,

our fear of thy name

and the hatred of all our sins,

that we may be assured that

the Holy Spirit dwells in us.

That we might be thy children

in thy love and mercy,

but as we hunger

for this food of our bodies

so our souls hunger

for the food of eternal life.

Finish soon our days of sin,

and bring us to eternal peace

through the purifying

blood of Thy Son,

our Lord and only Savior

Jesus Christ.

- Amen.

- [All] Amen.

Thomasin, what's thou done

with the silver cup?

[Thomasin]

Is't not on the shelf?

Nay.

In the six board, then.

T'ain't there neither.

It's been disappeared

for some while.

Didst lose it?

I've not touched it.

Where has it gone then?

[Thomasin]

I haven't touched it.

[Katherine] I've caught thee

trifling with it before.

She says she haven't touched it,

Katherine.

How thou couldst lose my father's

silver wine cup in this hovel,

- I cannot know.

- I haven't touched it.

Peace, child. It's gone.

Did a wolf vanish that too?

She haven't touched it, Katherine.

What is amiss

on this farm? Hmm?

It is not natural.

Caleb, will thou read out

a chapter of the Word tonight?

We must find some light

in our darkness.

Tomorrow we will have a fast day

but for our sins.

[sheep bleating]

Thomasin, dist not bed them down

before supper?

Baah, baah.

[laughing]

[door creaking]

[sheep bleating]

[rustling]

Oh, Holy and blessed Spirit,

be with me and dwell in me heart.

You must sleep tonight, Kate.

This night and evermore, amen.

Thou dost remember I love thee?

[sniffing]

I do.

List me, Kate,

I fear thou dost look

too much upon this affliction.

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