The Crucible by Arthur Miller

A cell in Salem jail, that fall.

At the back is a high barred window; near it, a great, heavy door. Along the walls are two benches.

The place is in darkness but for the moonlight seeping through the bars. It appears empty. Presently footsteps are heard coming down a corridor beyond the wall, keys rattle, and the door swings open. Marshal Herrick enters with a lantern.

He is nearly drunk, and heavy-footed. He goes to a bench and nudges a bundle of rags lying on it.

HERRICK: Sarah, wake up! Sarah Good! He then crosses to the other bench.

SARAH GOOD, rising in her rags: Oh, Majesty! Comin', comin'! Tituba, he's here, His Majesty's come!

HERRICK: Go to the north cell; this place is wanted now. He hangs his lantern on the wall. Tituba sits up.

TITUBA: That don't look to me like His Majesty; look to me like the marshal.

HERRICK, taking out a ask: Get along with you now, clear this place.

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HERRICK, grabbing Tituba: Come along, come along.

TITUBA, resisting him: No, he comin' for me. I goin' home!

HERRICK, pulling her to the door: That's not Satan, just a poor old cow with a hatful of milk. Come along now, out with you!

TITUBA, calling to the window: Take me home, Devil! Take me home!

SARAH GOOD, following the shouting Tituba out: Tell him I'm goin', Tituba! Now you tell him Sarah Good is goin' too!

In the corridor outside Tituba calls on-"Take me home, Devil; Devil take me home! " and Hopkins' voice orders her to move on. Herrick returns and begins to push old rags and straw into a corner. Hearing footsteps, he turns, and enter Danforth and Judge Hathorne. They are in greatcoats and wear hats against the bitter cold. They are followed in by Cheever, who carries a dispatch case and a flat wooden box containing his writing materials.

HERRICK: Good morning, Excellency.

DANFORTH: Where is Mr. Parris?

HERRICK: I'll fetch him. He starts for the door.

DANFORTH: Marshal. Herrick stops. When did Reverend Hale arrive?