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“The people of Salem have no
conscience. They drink up every word and action of the hearings as if
they were drinking human blood. They are raging wolves, and the
innocents have no protection. There is no sanity, no reason. Good
friends now watch each other with hooded, suspicious eyes. No one
speaks to each other for fear that they might offend someone and be
branded a witch. If you dislike your neighbor because once she refused
to give you a half-cup of sugar, then she must be a witch. If a
friend’s hog once got loose and trampled your property, that friend is a
wizard.”