MARY WARREN
I never knew it before. I never knew anything before. When she come into the court I say to
MARY WARREN
myself, I must not accuse this woman, for she sleeps in ditches, and so very old and poor. But then- then she
MARY WARREN
sit there, denying and denying, and I feel a misty coldness climbin' up my back, and the skin on my skull begin
