WITCHCRAFT: A TRAGEDY.
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MARY MACMURREN.
GRIZELD BANE.
Hold thy tongue! he is on the moor. Look yonder, where he is moving with strides like the steps of a man, and light by his side. Dost thou see it? (To Mary Macmurren.)
MARY MACMURREN.
ELSPY LOWE.
GRIZELD BANE.
[They all bow their bodies and begin an inarticulate muttering; and presently enters Murrey, bearing a lantern, which he hastily darkens upon discovering them, and tries to avoid them.]
GRIZELD BANE.