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_Three weeks later. Lane near Salem overhung by blossoming apple-trees. Enter_ Hathorne, Corwin, _and_ Parris.
_Corwin._ 'Tis better here, a little removed from the field where they are putting Giles Corey to death. I could bear the sight of it no longer.