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Jenna realized that in her pursuit she had turned down the street toward Old Burying Point Ceries Nathaniel Hawthorne had added the "w" to his family’s name, and written many of his works, because he’d been disturbed by his ancestor’s involve place, and she was grateful for the historic preservation there and for the monument of benches and naates for the tercentennial of the trial in 1992
It was a place steeped in history and the past A place where the dead had been interred for hundreds of years Though tourists walked areatest interest, Jenna could still see the hazy i about Most spirits did not rerounds; their business was seldom at the place where their earthly remains had been interred Perhaps those who came just did so out of respect to others The cemetery wasn’t crowded, but she could see a man in a ship captain’s jacket, a few in own that belonged in the early eighteen hundreds
"Ah, the old burying ground," Sam said
"I doubt if we’ll find any answers here," Jenna said, turning away froave away nothing of what she saw
"You never know The past can usually teach us a lot I always find people a, as far as the legal process of the time went," Sa with the devil, whatever!--ed to save their lives Those who denied it to the end, certain in their belief in God or just determined that they wouldn’t aded Or, in the case of Giles Corey, pressed to death"
"I know I’ve alondered how people ed to stay fast to such a declaration I wonder about iven and redeeed if I told the truth--I’m not sure I would have stayed the truth course But our standards have changed We know the world is filled with beliefs, and we have to be tolerant of theive anyone such a lie to save themselves, since their accusers were obviously so sadly ion--and witchcraft!" Jenna said
She found herself sitting on one of the cantilevered benches, looking at the trees that seemed to whisper softly in the autumn air She had chosen the bench that was inscribed to John Proctor
Sa toward her on his knee "Hoonderfully logical, Miss Duffy"
"Are you ain?"
He shook his head, serious despite the char curve of his rueful smile "I often wonder myself how people could adhere to principle with such determination in the face of such horrible consequences Take old John Proctor He argued that, ‘the girls will ood whack--hardly accepted these days, of course--and her fits stopped She got back with the other girls, and her fits started up again, and John Proctor wound up being hanged because the girls accused hiet the power of belief and the huraves "Well, you’re good at lying," he said suddenly, catching Jenna off guard
Startled, she stared up at hiood…" he said
"I don’t knohat--"
"You know exactly what I’?" he demanded
"If I told you, you’d make fun of me," she said defensively
"Tryanyway, and I’d rather you tell a truth that Imocked," she said
"My htly ajar"
"All right--I went to the murder site The barn"
"I know that"
"I sonition," Jenna told hi to laugh"
"No, honestly, I’m not I have to admit, I’m not sure that anyone really sees the past, but I believe that the nition, as you say, exist because of so locked in the deep subconscious You know an area, you’ve seen things, you’ve heard things…they come alive in the back of the mind," he said