ACT 5*
5.1
DOUGHTY, MILLER, [and] BOY in a cap enter.

857Doughty.Thou art a brave boy, the honour of thy country. Thy statue shall be set up in brass upon the market cross in Lancaster. I bless the time that I answered at the font* for thee! ’Zooks, did I ever think that a godson of mine should have fought hand to fist with the devil*!

858Miller.He was ever an unhappy boy, sir, and like enough to grow acquainted with him,* and friends may fall out sometimes.

859Doughty.Thou art a dogged sire, and dost not know the virtue of my godson —— my son now! He shall be thy son no longer: he and I will worry all the witches in Lancashire.

860Miller.You were best take heed though.

861Doughty.I care not, though we leave not above three untainted women in the parish, we’ll do it.*

862Miller.Do what you please, sir. There’s the boy, stout enough to justify anything he has said. Now ’tis out, he should be my son still by that, though he was at death’s door before he would reveal anything, the damnable jades* had so threatened him; and as soon as ever he had told, he mended*.

863Doughty.’Tis well he did so; we will so swing them in two- penny halters*, boy!

864Miller.For my part I have no reason to hinder anything that may root them all out; I have tasted enough of their mischief —— witness my usage i’the mill, which could be nothing but their roguery. One night in my sleep they set me astride stark naked a top of my mill,* a bitter cold night too; ’twas daylight before I waked, and I durst never speak of it to this hour, because I thought it impossible to be believed.

865Doughty.Villainous hags!

866Miller.And all last summer, my wife could not make a bit of butter.

867Doughty.It would not come, would it?

868Miller.No, sir, we could not make it come, though she and I both together churned almost our hearts out, and nothing would come*, but all ran into thin waterish gear: the pigs would not drink it.

869Doughty.Is ’t possible?

870Miller.None but one, and he ran out of his wits upon’t, till we bound his head, and laid him asleep, but he has had a wry mouth ever since.

871Doughty.That the devil should put in their hearts to delight in such villainies! I have sought about these two days, and heard of a hundred such mischievous tricks, though none mortal, but could not find whom to mistrust for a witch till now this boy, this happy boy, informs me.

872Miller.*And they should ne’er have been sought for me* if their affrightments and devilish devices had not brought my boy into such a sickness; whereupon indeed I thought good to acquaint your worship, and bring the boy unto you, being his godfather and, as you now stick not to say, his father.

873Doughty.After you, I thank you, gossip. But, my boy, thou hast satisfied me in their names, and thy knowledge of the women, their turning into shapes, their dog tricks, and their horse tricks, and their great feast in the barn. ——   [Aside]   A pox take them with my sirloin, I say still——!   [To the BOY]   But a little more of thy combat with the devil, I prithee. He came to thee like a boy, thou sayest, about thine own bigness?

874Boy.Yes, sir, and he asked me where I dwelt, and what my name was.

875Doughty.Ah, rogue!

876Boy.But it was in a quarrelsome way; whereupon I was as stout, and asked him who made him an examiner?

877Doughty.Ah, good boy!

878Miller.In that he was my son.

879Boy.He told me he would know or beat it out of me, and I told him he should not, and bid him do his worst; and to’t we went.

880Doughty.   [To the MILLER]   In that he was my son again, ha, boy? I see him at it now.

881Boy.We fought a quarter of an hour, till his sharp nails made my ears bleed.

882Doughty.Oh, the grand devil pare ’em!*

883Boy.I wondered to find him so strong in my hands, seeming but of mine own age and bigness, till I, looking down, perceived he had clubbed cloven feet like ox feet: but his face was as young as mine.

884Doughty.A pox, but by his feet, he may be the club-footed horse-courser’s father, for all his young looks*!

885Boy.But I was afraid of his feet, and ran from him towards a light that I saw, and when I came to it, it was one of the witches in white upon a bridge, that scared me back again, and then met me the boy again, and he struck me and laid me for dead*.

886Miller.Till I, wondering at his stay, went out and found him in the trance; since which time, he has been haunted and frighted with goblins forty times, and never durst tell anything, as I said, because the hags had so threatened him, till in his sickness he revealed it to his mother.

887Doughty.And she told nobody but folks on’t. Well, Gossip Gretty*, as thou art a miller and a close thief, now let us keep it as close as we may till we take ’em and see them handsomely hanged o’the way.   [To the BOY]   Ha, my little cuff-devil, thou art a made man! Come, away with me!They exit.
5.2
Enter SOLDIER.

888Soldier.These two nights I have slept well and heard no noise
        Of cats, or rats; most sure the fellow dreamed
        And scratched himself in’s sleep. I have travelled deserts,
        Beheld wolves, bears, and lions; indeed, what not
        Of horrid shape? And shall I be afraid
        Of cats in mine owne country? I can never
        Grow so mouse-hearted. It is now a calm
        And no wind stirring; I can bear no sail*;
        Then best lie down to sleep.   [Taking off his sword and placing it beside his makeshift bed]   Nay, rest by me,
        Good Morglay*, my comrade* and bedfellow,
        That never failed me yet; I know thou didst not.
        If I be waked, see thou be stirring too!
        Then come a gib as big as Askapart
        We’ll make him play at leap-frog. —— A brave soldier’s lodging:
        The floor my bed, a millstone for my pillow,
        The sails for curtains. So, good night.
Lies down.
MISTRESS GENEROUS, MALL, [and] all the Witches and their spirits enter at several doors.

889Mistress Generous.Is Nab come?

890Mall.Yes.

891Mistress Generous.Where’s Jug?

892Mall.On horseback yet,
        Now lighting from her broomstaff.

893Mistress Generous.But where’s Peg?

894Mall.Entered the mill already.

895Mistress Generous.Is he fast?

896Mall.As senseless as a dormouse.

897Mistress Generous.Then to work,
        To work, my pretty Laplands! Pinch here, scratch!
        Do that within; without, we’ll keep the watch.
The Witches retire. The spirits come about him with a dreadful noise; he starts.

898Soldier.Am I in hell?   [Picking up his sword and leaping to his feet]   Then have amongst you, devils ——
        This side, and that side —— what, behind, before?
        I’ll keep my face unscratched despite you all!
        What, do you pinch in private? Claws I feel
        But can see nothing. Nothing pinch me thus?
           [Lunging in rapid sequence]   Have at you then, ay, and have at you still,
        And still have at you!
Beats them off, follows them in, and enters again [carrying something furry].
        One of them I have paid,
        In leaping out o’th’ hole: a foot, or ear,
        Or something I have light on. What, all gone?
        All quiet? Not a cat that’s heard to mew?
        Nay then, I’ll try to take another nap,
        Though I sleep with mine eyes open.He exits.
5.3
Master GENEROUS and ROBIN enter.

899Generous.Robin, the last night that I lodged at home
        My wife (if thou rememberest) lay abroad ——
        But no words of that.

900Robin.You've* taught me silence.

901Generous.I rose, thus early much before my hour,
        To take her in her bed*. ’Tis yet not five,
        The sun scarce up. Those horses take and lead ’em
        Into the stable; see them rubbed and dressed.
        We have rid hard. Now in the interim I
        Will step and see how my new miller fares,
        Or whether he slept better in his charge
        Than those which did precede him.

902Robin.Sir, I shall.

903Generous.But one thing more ——   Whispers [to ROBIN aside].   
ARTHUR enters.

904Arthur.Now from the last night’s witchcraft we are freed,
        And I, that had not power to clear myself
        From base aspersion, am at liberty
        For vowed revenge: I cannot be at peace
        (The night-spell being took off*) till I have met
        With noble Master Generous, in whose search*
        The best part of this morning I have spent.
        His wife now I suspect.

905Robin.   [Attempting to pass by ARTHUR]   By your leave, sir.

906Arthur.Oh, you’re well met. Pray tell me how long is’t
        Since you were first my father?

907Robin.Be patient, I
        Beseech you, what do you mean, sir?

908Arth.But that I honour
        Thy master, to whose goodness I am bound,
        And still must remain thankful, I should prove
        Worse then a murderer, a mere parricide
        By killing thee, my father.[He draws his sword.]

909Robin.I, your father?
        He was a man I always loved! And honoured!
        He bred me.

910Arthur.And you begot me? Oh you used me
        Finely last night!

911Generous.   [Coming forward to ARTHUR]   Pray what’s the matter, sir?

912Arthur.My worthy friend, but that I honour you
        As one to whom I am so much obliged,
        This villain could not stir a foot from hence
        Till perished by my sword*.

913Generous.How hath he wronged you?
        Be of a milder temper, I entreat.
        Relate what and when done!

914Arthur.You may command me.
        If ask me what wrongs, know this groom pretends
        He hath strumpeted my mother; if when, blazed
        Last night at midnight. If you ask me further
        Where: in your own house, when he pointed to me
        As had I been his bastard.

915Robin.I do this?
I am a horse again if I got you, master. Why, master![Trying to avoid the sword]

916Generous.I know you, Master Arthur, for a gentleman
        Of fair endowments, a most solid brain,
        And settled understanding. Why, this fellow
        These two days was scarce sundered from my side,
        And for the last night I am most assured
        He slept within my chamber twelve miles off.
        We have ne’er parted since.

917Arthur.You tell me wonders,
        Since all your words to me are oracles,
        And such as I most constantly believe.
        But, sir, shall I be bold and plain withal?
        I am suspicious all’s not well at home.
        I dare proceed no farther without leave,
        Yet there is something lodged within my breast
        Which I am loath to utter.

918Generous.Keep it there,
        I pray do, a season ——   [Aside]   Oh, my fears!
           [Aloud]   No doubt ere long my tongue may be the key
        To open that your secret. ——   [To ROBIN]   Get you gone, sir,
        And do as I commanded.

919Robin.I shall, sir. ——    [Aside]   Father, quoth he!
           [Sarcastically]   I should be proud indeed of such a son.Exit.

920Generous.   [To ARTHUR]   Please you now walk with me to my mill?
        I fain would see how my bold soldier speeds.
        It is a place hath been much troubled.

921Arthur.I shall wait on you. ——
The SOLDIER enters.*
        See, he appears.

922Generous.Good morrow, soldier.

923Soldier.A bad night I have had!
        A murrain take your mill-sprites!

924Generous.Prithee tell me,
        Hast thou been frighted then?

925Soldier.How, frighted, sir?
        A dungcart full of devils could not do’t.
        But I have been so nipped, and pulled, and pinched
        By a company of hell-cats!

926Arthur. Fairies*, sure!

927Soldier.Rather, foul fiends! Fairies have no such claws;
        Yet I have kept my face whole, thanks my scimitar,
        My trusty bilbo, but for which I vow,
        I had been torn to pieces. But I think
        I met with some of them. One I am sure
        I have sent limping hence.

928Generous.Didst thou fasten upon any?

929Soldier.Fast or loose, most sure I made them fly
        And skip out of the portholes. But the last
        I made her squeak: she had forgot to mew.
        I spoiled her caterwauling.

930Arthur.Let’s see thy sword.

931Soldier.To look on, not to part with from my hand.
        ’Tis not the soldier’s custom. ——

932Arthur.Sir, I observe ’tis bloody towards the point.

933Soldier.If all the rest scape scot-free, yet I am sure
        There’s one hath paid the reckoning.

934Generous.Look well about:
        Perhaps there may be seen some tract of blood.
Looks about and finds the hand.

935Soldier.What’s here? Is’t possible cats should have hands
        And rings upon their fingers?

936Arthur.Most prodigious.

937Generous.Reach me that hand.

938Soldier.There’s that of the three I can best spare.

939Generous.   [Aside]   Amazement upon wonder, can thls be?
        I needs must know’t by most infallible marks.
        Is this the hand once plighted holy vows,
        And this the ring that bound them? Doth this last age
        Afford what former never durst believe?
        Oh, how have I offended those high powers
        That my great incredulity should merit
        A punishment so grievous, and to happen
        Under mine own roof, mine own bed, my bosom?

940Arthur.Know you the hand*, sir?

941Gen.Yes and too well can read it.
        Good Master Arthur, bear me company
        Unto my house. In the society of good men
        There’s great solace.

942Arthur.Sir, I’ll wait on you.

943Generous.And, soldier, do not leave me. Lock thy mill.
        I have employment for thee.

944Soldier.I shall, sir. I think I have tickled some of your tenants at will, that thought to revel here rent-free. The best is, if one of the parties shall deny the deed, we have their hand to show.They exit.
5.4
A bed thrust out*, MISTRESS GENEROUS in’t; WHETSTONE, MALL SPENCER by her.

945Whetstone.Why aunt, dear aunt, honey aunt, how do you? How fare you, cheer you? How is’t with you? You have been a lusty woman in your time, but now you look as if you could not do withal.

946Mistress Generous.Good Mall, let him not trouble me.

947Mall.Fie, Master Whetstone, you keep such a noise in the chamber that your aunt is desirous to take a little rest and cannot.

948Whetstone.In my uncle’s absence, who but I should comfort my aunt? Am not I of the blood, am not I next of kin? Why, aunt!

949Mistress Generous.Good nephew, leave me.

950Whetstone.The devil shall leave you ere I’ll forsake you, aunt. You know, Sic* is So, and being so sick, do you think I’ll leave you? What know I but this bed may prove your death-bed, and then I hope you will remember me; that is, remember me in your will. —   (Knock within.)   Who’s that knocks with such authority? Ten to one my uncle’s come to town.

951Mistress Generous.   [To MALL]   If it be so, excuse my weakness to him. Say I can speak with none.

952Mall.I will —   [Aside]   and scape him if I can! By this accident all must come out, and here’s no stay for me —   (Knock again)      [Aloud, to WHETSTONE]   Again! Stay you here with your aunt, and I’ll go let in your uncle.

953Whetstone.Do, good Mall.   [MALL exits.]      [To MISTRESS GENEROUS, anxiously]   And how, and how, sweet aunt?
Master GENEROUS, MALL, ARTHUR, SOLDIER, and ROBIN enter.

954Generous.You’re well met here. I am told you oft frequent
        This house as my wife’s choice companion,
        Yet have I seldom seen you.

955Mall.Pray, by your leave, sir,
        Your wife is taken with a sudden qualm.
        She hath sent me for a doctor.

956Generous.But that
        Labour I’ll save you. — Soldier, take her
        To your charge.   [The SOLDIER seizes MALL.]   — And now, where’s this sick woman?

957Whetstone.Oh, uncle, you come in good time. My aunt is so suddenly taken as if she were ready to give up the spirit*.

958Generous.’Tis almost time she did.   [To MISTRESS GENEROUS]   Speak, how is’t, wife?
        My nephew tells me you were took last night
        With a shrewd sickness, which this maid confirms.

959Mistress Generous.Yes, sir, but now desire no company.
        Noise troubles me, and I would gladly sleep.

960Generous.In company there’s comfort. Prithee, wife,
        Lend me thy hand, and let me feel thy pulse.
        Perhaps some fever, by their beating, I
        May guess at thy disease.

961Mistress Generous.My hand, ’tis there.

962Generous.   [Feeling her pulse]   A dangerous sickness, and I fear t’ death.
        ’Tis odds you will not scape it. Take that back
        And let me prove the t’ other, if perhaps
        I there can find more comfort.

963Mistress Generous.I pray, excuse me.

964Generous.I must not be denied. Sick folks are peevish,
        And must be o’er-ruled, and so shall you.

965Mistress Generous.Alas, I have not strength to lift it up.

966Generous.If not thy hand, wife, shew me but thy wrist,
        And see how this will match it!   [Showing her the hand]   Here’s a testate
        That cannot be outfaced.

967Mistress Generous.I am undone.

968Whetstone.Hath my aunt been playing at handy-dandy? Nay then, if the game go this way, I fear she’ll have the worst hand* on’t.

969Arthur.’Tis now apparent
        How all the last night’s business came about.
        In this, my late suspicion is confirmed.

970Generous.My heart hath bled more for thy cursed relapse
        Than drops hath issued from thy wounded arm.
        But wherefore should I preach to one past hope?
        Or where the devil himself claims right in all*,
        Seek the least part or interest? Leave your bed,
        Up, make you ready. I must deliver you
        Into the hand of justice.   [Turning to ARTHUR]   O dear friend,
        It is in vain to guess at this my grief,
        ’Tis so inundant. —   [To the SOLDIER]   Soldier, take away
        That young but old in mischief. ——[SOLDIER and ROBIN exit with MALL and MISTRESS GENEROUS.]
        And being of these apostates rid so well,
        I’ll see my house no more be made a hell.
        Away with them.[Generous and Arthur] exit.
5.5
BANTAM and SHAKESTONE enter.

971Bantam.I’ll out o’the country, and as soon live in Lapland as Lancashire hereafter.

972Shakestone.What, for a false illusive apparition? I hope the devil is not able to persuade thee thou art a bastard!

973Bantam.No, but I am afflicted to think that the devil should have power to put such a trick upon us, to countenance a rascal, that is one.

974Shakestone.I hope Arthur has taken a course with his uncle about him by this time. Who would have thought such a fool as he could have been a witch?

975Bantam.Why, do you think there’s any wise folk of the quality? Can any but fools be drawn into a covenant with the greatest enemy of mankind? Yet I cannot think that Whetstone is the witch! The young quean that was at the wedding was i’th’ house, you know.
LAWRENCE and PARNELL enter in their first habits*.

976Shakestone.See, Lawrence and Parnell civilly accorded again, it seems, and accoutred as they were wont to be when they had their wits.

977Lawrence. Blest be the hour I say, may hunny, may sweet Pall, that Ay’s becomed thaine agone, and thou’s becomed maine agone, and may this ea kisse ma’ us tway become both eane forever and a day.*   [He kisses her.]   

978Parnell.Yie, marry, Lall, and thus shadden it be! There is naught getten by fawing out; we mun faw in, or we get naught.*

979Bantam.The world’s well mended here. We cannot but rejoice to see this, Lawrence.

980Lawrence.And you been welcome to it*, gentlemen.

981Parnell.And we been glad we han it for you*.

982Shakestone.And I protest I am glad to see it.

983Parnell.And thus shan yeou see’t till our deeing hour. Ween eon leove now for a laifetime. The dew’l shonot ha the poo’er to put us to pieces agone.*

984Bantam.Why, now all’s right and straight and as it should be.

985Lawrence.Yie, marry, that is it! The good hour be blessed for it that put the wit into may head to have a mistrust of that pestilent codpiece-point that the witched worch Mal Spencer go’ me! Ah ,woe worth her! That were it that made aw so naught.*

986Bantam and Shakestone.Is’t possible?

987Parnell.Yie, marry, it were an inchauntment, and about an hour since, it come intill our hearts to do — what yeou think, and we did it.*

988Bantam.What, Parnell?

989Parnell. Marry, we take the point, and we casten the point into the fire, and the point spittered and spattered in the fire, like an it were (love bless us) a laive thing in the faire; and it hopet and skippet and riggled and frisket in the faire, and crept about laike a worm in the faire, that it were warke enough for us both with all the chimney tools to keep it into the faire, and it stinket in the faire worsen than ony brimstone in the faire*.

990Bantam.This is wonderful* as all the rest!

991Lawrence.It would ha’ scared ony that hadden their wits till a seen’t, and we werne mad eont it were deone.*

992Parnell. And this were not above an hour fine; an you connot devaise how we han lov’d t’one t’other by now, yeou would e’en bliss your seln to see’t.*

993Lawrence. Yie, an’ han pit on our working geer, to swink and serve our master and maistress like intill painful servants agone, as we shudden.*

994Bantam.’Tis wondrous well.

995Shakestone. And are they well again?

996Parnell. Yie, and weel’s laike — hea’n bliss them, they are a’was weel becomed as none ill had ever beene aneast ’em. Lo ye, lo ye, as they come.*
SEELY, JOAN, GREGORY, and WIN[NY] enter.

997Gregory.Sir, if a contrite heart struck through with sense
        Of its sharp errors, bleeding with remorse
        The black polluted stain it had conceived
        Of foul unnatural disobedience,
        May yet by your fair mercy find remission,
        You shall upraise a son out o’the gulf
        Of horror and despair unto a bliss
        That shall forever crown your goodness and
        Instructive in my after-life to serve you
        In all the duties that befit a son.

998Seely.Enough, enough, good boy, ’tis most apparent
        We all have had our errors, and as plainly,
        It now appears, our judgments, yea, our reason
        Was poisoned by some violent infection
        Quite contrary to nature.

999Bantam.This sounds well.

1000Seely.I fear it was by witchcraft: for I now
        — Blest be the power that wrought the happy means
        Of my delivery — remember that
        Some three months since I crossed a wayward woman
        (One that I now suspect) for bearing with
        A most unseemly disobedience
        In an untoward ill-bred son of hers,
        When with an ill look and an hollow voice
        She muttered out these words: ‘Perhaps ere long
        Thyself shalt be obedient to thy son.’
        She has played her prank, it seems.

1001Gregory.Sir I have heard that witches apprehended under hands of lawful authority, do lose their power;
        And all their spells are instantly dissolved.

1002Seely.If it be so, then at this happy hour,
        The witch is ta’en that over us had power.

1003Joan.   [To WINNY, who kneels before her]   Enough, child, thou art mine and all is well.

1004Winny.Long may you live the well-spring of my bliss,
        And may my duty and my fruitful prayers
        Draw a perpetual stream of blessings from you.

1005Seely.   [To BANTAM, and SHAKESTONE]   Gentlemen, welcome to my best friend’s house*.
        You know the unhappy cause that drew me hither.

1006Bantam.And cannot but rejoice to see the remedy so near at hand.
DOUGHTY, MILLER, and BOY enter.

1007Doughty.Come, gossip, come, boy —   [Seeing the other visitors]   Gentlemen, you are come to the bravest discovery — Master Seely and the rest, how is’t with you? You look reasonable well, methinks.

1008Seely.Sir, we do find that we have reason enough to thank you for your neighbourly and pious care of us.

1009Doughty.Is all so well with you already?   [To BANTAM and SHAKESTONE]   Go to, will you know a reason for’t, gentlemen? I have catched a whole kennel of witches. It seems their witch*   [Indicating the MILLER and the BOY]   is one of ’em, and so they are discharmed. They are all in officers’ hands, and they will touch here with two or three of them for a little private parley before they go to the justices. Master Generous is coming hither too, with a supply that you dream not of, and your nephew Arthur.

1010Bantam.   [To SEELY]   You are beholden, sir to Master Generous in behalf of your nephew for saving his land from forfeiture in time of your distraction.

1011Seely.I will acknowledge it most thankfully.

1012Shakestone.See, he comes.
MASTER GENEROUS, MISTRESS GENEROUS, ARTHUR, WHETSTONE, MALL, SOLDIER, and ROBIN enter.

1013Seely.O Master Generous, the noble favour you have showed
        My nephew forever binds me to you.

1014Generous.I pitied then your misery, and now
        Have nothing left but to bewail mine own
        In this unhappy woman   [Indicating MISTRESS GENEROUS]   .

1015Seely.    [Moving toward MISTRESS GENEROUS]   Good Mistress Generous ——

1016Arthur.Make a full stop there, sir! Sides, sides, make sides!* You know her not as I do! —   [To MISTRESS GENEROUS]   Stand aloof there, mistress, with your darling witch*; your nephew too, if you please, because though he be no witch, he is a well-willer to the infernal science.

1017Generous.I utterly discard him in her blood
        And all the good that I intended him
        I will confer upon this vertuous gentleman   [Indicating ARTHUR]   .

1018Whetstone.Well, sir, though you be no unckle, yet mine aunt’s mine aunt, and shall be to her dying day.

1019Doughty.And that will be about a day after next ’sizes, I take it.
The witches [enter with the] CONSTABLE, and officers.

Oh, here comes more o’ your naunts: Naunt Dickieson and Naunt Hargrave — ods fish! — and your Granny Johnson too. We want but a good fire* to entertain ’em.
[The witches gather close together in a circle.]

1020Arthur.See how they lay their heads together?   Witches charm together.*   

1021Gill.No succour?

1022Maud.No relief?

1023Meg.*No comfort!

1024Goody Dickieson.*Mawsy, my Mawsy, gentle Mawsy, come!

1025Maud.Come, my sweet Puckling!

1026Meg.*My Mamilion!

1027Arthur.What do they say?

1028Bantam.They call their spirits, I think.

1029Doughty.   [To the witches]   Now a shame take you for a fardel of fools! Have you known so many of the devil’s tricks, and can be ignorant of that common feat of the old juggler; that is, to leave you all to the law, when you are once seized on by the talons of authority? I’ll undertake this little demogorgon constable* with these commonwealth characters upon his staff* here is able, in spite of all your bug’s-words, to stave off the grand devil for doing any of you good till you come to his kingdom* to him, and there take what you can find.

1030Arthur.But, gentlemen, shall we try if we can by examination* get from them something that may abbreviate the cause unto the wiser in conmmission for the peace* before we carry them before ’em?


1032Doughty.Well said.* Stand out, boy; stand out, miller; stand out, Robin; stand out, soldier; and lay your accusation upon ’em.

1033Bantam.Speak, boy. Do you know these creatures? Women I dare not call ’em.

1034Boy.Yes, sir, and saw them all in the barn together, and many more at their feast and witchery.

1035Robin.And so did I. By a devilish token, I was rid thither, though I rid home again as fast without switch or spur.

1036Miller.I was ill-handled by them in the mill.

1037Soldier.And I sliced off a cat’s foot there, that is since a hand, whoever wants it.

1038Seely.How I and all my family have suffered you all know.

1039Lawrence. And how I were betwitcht my Pall here knows.

1040Parnell. Yie, Lall, and the witch I knaw, an I prayen yeou goe’ me but leave to scrat her well-favourly.*
[She starts to attack MALL.]

1041Bantam.Hold, Parnell!

1042Parnell.Yeou can blame no honest woman, I trow, to scrat for the thing she leoves.

1043Mall [and Mistress Generous].*Ha, ha, ha!

1044Doughty.   [Turning to MISTRESS GENEROUS]   Do you laugh, gentlewoman? What say you to all these matters?

1045Mistress. Generous.I will say nothing, but what you know you know*,
        And, as the law shall find me, let it take me.

1046Gill.And so say I.

1047Maud.And I.

1048Mall.And I.
        Other confession you get none from us.

1049Arthur.What say you, Granny?

1050Meg.*Mamilion, ho! Mamilion, Mamilion!

1051Arthur.Who’s that you call?

1052Meg.*My friend, my sweetheart, my Mamilion!

1053Witches.   [Variously threatening MEG]   You are not mad?

1054Doughty.Ah ha, that’s her devil, her incubus, I warrant.   [To the CONSTABLE]   Take her off from the rest: they’ll hurt her.   [To MEG]   Come hither, poor old woman.   [Aside]   I’ll dandle a witch a little!   [To MEG]   Thou wilt speak and tell the truth, and shalt have favour, doubt not. Say, art not thou a witch?    The[ other witches] storm   

1055Meg.*’Tis folly to dissemble. Yie, sir, I am one.

1056Doughty.And that Mamilion which thou call’st upon is thy familiar devil, is’t not? Nay, prithee, speak.

1057Meg.*Yes, sir.

1058Doughty.That’s a good woman. How long hast had’s acquaintance, ha?

1059Meg.*A matter of six years, sir.

1060Doughty.A pretty matter. What, was he like a man?

1061Meg.*Yes, when I pleased.

1062Doughty.And then he lay with thee, did he not sometimes?

1063Meg.*’Tis folly to dissemble; twice a week he never failed me.

1064Doughty.Humh — and how? And how a little? Was he a good bedfellow?

1065Meg.*’Tis folly to speak worse of him than he is.

1066Doughty.Ay, trust me, is’t. Give the devil his due.

1067Meg.*He pleased me well, sir, like a proper man.

1068Doughty.There was sweet coupling!

1069Meg.*Only his flesh felt cold.

1070Arthur.He wanted his great fires about him that he has at home.

1071Doughty.   [To ARTHUR]   Peace! —   [To MEG]   And did he wear good clothes?

1072Meg.*Gentleman-like, but black, black points and all.

1073Doughty.Ay, very like his points were black enough. But come we’ll trifle w’ye no longer. Now shall you all to the justices, and let them take order with you till the ’sizes, and then let law take his course, and Vivat Rex*. —   [GENEROUS turns his back on the witches and starts to leave.]   Master Generous, I am sorry for your cause of sorrow; we shall not have your company?

1074Generous.No, sir, my prayers for her soul’s recovery
        Shall not be wanting to her, but mine eyes
        Must never see her more.

1075Robin.   [To MALL]   Mall, adieu, sweet Mall, ride your next journey with the company you have there.

1076Mall.Well, rogue, I may live to ride in a coach before I come to the gallows yet.

1077Rob.   [To MISTRESS GENEROUS]   And, mistress, the horse that stays for you rides better with a halter* than your jingling bridle.GENEROUS and ROBIN exit.

1078Doughty.Master Seely, I rejoice for your family’s atonement.

1079Seely.And I praise heaven for you that were the means to it.

1080Doughty.   [To the CONSTABLE and officers]   On afore, drovers, with your untoward cattle.
They exit severally.

1081Bantam.Why do not you follow, Master By-blow. I thank your aunt for the trick she would have fathered us withal.

1082Whetstone.Well, sir, mine aunt’s mine aunt, and for that trick I wil not leave her til I see her do a worse.

1083Bantam.You’re a kind* kinsman.They exit.
Flourish.

THE EPILOGUE*


1084EpilogueNow while the witches must expect their due
        By lawful justice, we appeal to you*
        For favourable censure. What their crime
        May bring upon ’em, ripeness yet of time
        Has not revealed. Perhaps great mercy may,
        After just condemnation, give them day
        Of longer life. We represent as much
        As they have done, before law’s hand did touch
        Upon their guilt, but dare not hold it fit
        That we for justices and judges sit,
        And personate their grave wisdoms on the stage
        Whom we are bound to honour. No, the age*
        Allows it not. Therefore unto the laws
        We can but bring the witches and their cause,
        And there we leave ’em, as their devils did.
        Should we go further with ’em? Wit forbid.
        What of their story further shall ensue,
        We must refer to time, ourselves to you.

Edited by Helen Ostovich