Journal 4

Unfortunately, Elizabeth cannot be hung because she is pregnant. For now, I just need my troop of girls to work together and formulate our stories.  Unluckily, Mary is weak. I cannot afford for a single link on my chain to be fragile. In court, Mary tried to maintain that it was all an act. However, under all the pressure, she claims that she was mistaken and that she indeed saw spirits. When Danforth shifts the pressure on me, I find myself shivering. In my quick-witted genius, I hint the other girls to follow suit and blamed Mary for bewitching us. The following events were quite interesting. John Proctor, with his delightful jawline, stepped forward and began publicizing our affair! He even went as far as to call me a whore. This is quite the insult to throw at a young woman such as I. The clever bastard saw right through my plan to rid of Elizabeth so I could take her place. Elizabeth’s story was entirely different however. She claimed to have fired me on the basis that she suspected John to have fancied me. I was so tempted to tell her he did well more than fancy me. Hale then enters and claims to that I have always struck him false. How dare these plebeians question my stories? Starting to panic as I felt the court slowly turning against my favor, I simply let out a forced scream. The other girls quickly followed suit. We pretended to be terrified, pointing to Mary as we screamed. We looked up at the “bird” that was tormenting us. Surely everyone was convinced Mary was bewitching us. Proctor approached Mary, as he was dazed and confused. To my astonishment and amusement, Mary began to claim Proctor as the devil’s man. She looked genuinely afraid and began to shout her praise for God. Things were not exactly going to plan, but suspicion had been shifted away from me. Proctor is visibly furious, but there is nothing I can do.