Giles Monologue from Giles Corey, Yeoman: A Play

From Giles Corey, Yeoman: A Play by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman

male · defiant · 1:01 min

I'd lay about me till I hit some of 'em. I'll warrant I would. Oh, the poor lass! hear that! (Parris: She is a grievous case.) I heard the screeches out in the wood, and I ran in thinking I might do somewhat. I would Martha were here. I'll be bound she'd laugh and scoff at it no longer! (Hathorne: Laugh and scoff, say you?) That she doth. Martha acts as if the devil were in her about it. She doth nothing but laugh at and make light of the afflicted children, and saith there be no witches. She would not even believe 'twas aught out of the common when our ox and cat were took strangely. If she were herself a witch she could be no more stiff-necked.

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