Danforth: Do you confess this power. SPEAK
She’s coming down. She’s walking the beam
Proctor: Do you see a bird?
Danforth: Be quiet
But god made my face. you cannot want to tear my face. Envy is a deadly sin Mary.
Danforth: You deny every scrap and tittle of this?
If I mist answer that question I will leave and I will not come back
Proctor: They’re pretending Mr Danforth
Oh Mary Please don’t come down
Proctor: Where is a bird? I see no bird
My face? My face!