"Mistress Bishop," said Magistrate Corwin, "you are accused of being a witch. How say you to this charge?"
"I do not know what a witch is."
Immediately the girls in the circle, who were sitting up front in the room, went into fits. They threw themselves on the floor and shrieked and wailed. . . . They twitched their bodies and howled like forest creatures at the time of the full moon. The howling was a terrible thing to hear. It cut through one's bones with its primitive sound.