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XVI. The Witch Hunt
Itwaswhatanywomancrazedwithpainmightconfessinthehopeofwinningrespite.Mostofthedetailsherememberedfromhisboyhoodascommontalk;thewitch-cakerhymehehadsunghimself;thecharmtofillBessie’smeal-arkduringthewinterheknewtobefalse,forshehadnearlydiedofwant,andhehadfedherfromthemansekitchen....HehadseenherintheWood,andyettherewasnomentionoftheWood.Chasehopehadbeenpresentatthetorture,anddoubtlesshisfellinfluencehadkeptherrhapsodyawayfromthepointofdanger.Thepoorsoulwasguilty,butnotofthischildishness.
Helookedatherasshelay,mindless,racked,dyingperhaps,andanawfulconvictionenteredhismind.Shewasahumansacrificemadebythecoventotheirmaster....Hehadreadofsuchthings,hehalf-rememberedtalesofthem....Perhapsshewasawillingvictim--hehadheardofsuch--comingforwardwithapervertedjoytoconfesshershame.Thetorture--thatwouldbetostimulateherimagination.Isobelhadalwayssaidshewasweakinhermind....ShemighthavebeenchosenbylotinthekirkonHallowmass-e’en....Chasehopewasnotherinquisitor,butthedarkpriestwhoconductedtheritual.
Hisangeranddisgustrosetoafury.Hetorethepaperintolittlepiecesandflungtheminthepricker’sface.
"Whatdoublydamnedcrimehaveyoucommitted?"hecried."Youhavetorturedawretchedweakwomanandtakendownherravingsfortruth.