for your goods? I'll have naught to do with them, nor will Olive.
This is madness!

_Giles._ 'Tis not all for the goods. I would Olive had them, and
not those foul traitors; but 'tis not all. Were there no goods and
no attainder, I would still do this thing. Paul, they say that
Martha spake fair words when they had her there on Gallows Hill.

_Paul._ She spake like a martyr at the door of heaven.

_Giles._ Did they let her speak long?

_Paul._ They cut her short, Minister Parris saying, "Let not this
firebrand of hell burn longer."

_Giles._ Then they put the rope to her neck. Martha had a fair neck
when she was a maid. Did she struggle much?

_Paul._ Not much.

_Giles._ Then they left her hanging there a space. It was a wet
day, and the rain pelted on her. I remember it was a wet day. The
rain pelted on her, and the wind blew, and she swung in it. I swear
to thee, lass, I will make amends! I will suffer twenty pangs for
thy one.

_Paul._ 'Tis not you who should make amends.

_Giles._ I tell ye I did Martha harm. When she chid my folly and
the folly of others, I did bawl out at her, and say among folk